Lies.

All of them.

Every word you say,

Dropping like acid rain

On my heart

Burning a hole straight through

Infecting the point

Where your arrow pierced me

I'm used to the scars now

The pain of seeing your face

Is almost completely concealed

They tell me I'm making a mistake

"She had so much potential"

Like it's past tense

But I think you're the one

Making mistakes

Because only a complete idiot

Messes with my head

Let alone my heart

And you, my friend,

Are a complete idiot.