A little bit of honesty,
helps trust begin to flow.
Ignorance ain’t always bliss,
My gut knows something I don’t know…
I’m not a jealous person,
but seeds of secrecy will grow.
Thank you for your honesty.
The gift of truth you did bestow.
Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
how does your nose not grow?
It’s fabrications you tell,
plain deceit that you sell…
Truth always comes out,
don’t you know…
You can fool the world
on the passage through life,
and get pats on the back as you pass…
But the truth will be there,
at the end of the day,
when you’re facing yourself in the glass…
The truth’s coming out,
unprepared for the hurt.
mutual secrets and lies,
angry dishing of dirt.
Jealousy sparking a fire,
in the ashes of fraudulent eyes,
rage war against guilty denies.
I dropped a question by surprise
and worry flickered in your eye’s
as you quickly thought up lies
to back up other past denies.
You’re fooled to think I’m none the wise,
that I’d ignore instinctive cries.
The you I loved I now despise,
Dishonest words brought our demise.