Texty: 7 Seconds. 5 Years Of Lies.

You lie with ease right to my face
You look straight in my eyes
No task for you, you cannot see
Between truth and dishonesty
Friends so long yet you still try
To force feed me your fucking lies

I hear your lies, how come I'm the lucky one?
I see your lies, glorify what you haven't done
I hate your lies, stories different every time
5 years of lies, 1-2, 1-2-3-4!

You talk about the girls you know
The asses that you've kicked
Sometimes I sit in disbelief
Wondering what you really think
What I strive for, you laugh about
Behind my fucking back no doubt