is this what you require of me?
to compliment you on every miniscule thing that you do?
well i won't let it continue
because i haven't the patience
and quite frankly what you desire of me
rarely makes sense
and you are not the axis around which the earth revolves
and all your dishonesty, what does it really solve?
now the trouble ticks over like clocks in my head
how the truth I live stems from the lie i led
now let me try to dispell the rumours
you thought you knew me so well
but you could never know just how far the apple fell
and the blood is on my hands
but the burden was never mine to bear
another accessory to the tragedy that we all share
and you are not the axis around which the earth revolves
and all your dishonesty, what does it really solve?
now the trouble ticks over like clocks in my head
how the truth I live stems from the lie i led