My pretty little lie, in which I find refuge
Is starting to wearing thin and letting you see
I am not your perfect angel with wings of gold
No longer is it safe for you to carry on loving me
My pretty little lie, saved me from myself
As I was all I dreaded, from dawn to dark
But now that my barriers are falling down
I feel my strings of hope are falling apart
My pretty little lie, brought me close to you
I kept on deceiving all that were there
Living in my fantasy, breathing false reality
But I carried on, because no one else ever cared
My pretty little lie, I never trusted you
All of your pretty promises were false
I believed you for an instant, that’s all
Doctor feels my wrist, but now I have no pulse
*not one of my best, but the words were just going round my head last night*
