CRY

We're selfish when we cry

and to say it's what we worry about

when our beloved does

Drying my tear

is another victory for you,

I fear

There's a whole from when we were young

that we must keep filling with lies

beautiful ones

Lie to me dear

for what you don't say

it holds me near

Honesty

will never sound clear to me

I hold you hostage for every word you say

You will never get away