She wrote my soul on her lips
Adapted from the words of someone else
I tried to resist the temptation, to stab those words, to bludgeon them to sleep
I demanded pardon for the slander
She tied my hands to my back
And walked away, safe in her freedom
To twist the truth, and put her trust in lies
And rub them in my face
Maybe there's a hole in her head
That makes the light pour
Straight down into darkness
I guess it makes sense
What would a cat scan show
if they examined her head?
Where it will land
Nobody knows
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