Liar

There's no love in your stone heart.
Keep lying to yourself,
but you don't know how to love.
I don't care what excuse you have,
nothing can excuse what you did.
Keep lying to yourself.
I may be young, but I have sense.
​Keep lying to yourself,
but you don't know what love is.
I don't care why you're so cold,
nothing can excuse what you did.
Keep lying to yourself.
I may be a child, but I can feel.
Keep lying to yourself,
but you don't know yourself.
I don't care how you grew up,
nothing can excuse what you did.
Keep lying to yourself.
I may be your child, but I'm not yours.
Keep lying to yourself,
but you don't know me at all.
I don't care if you're sorry,
nothing can change what you did.

Keep lying to yourself.

Rovva

QC

YWP Alumni

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