Lies are how I hide 
Lies are how I channeled my pride
I could lie as real as watching a car wreck in your face
I lied when I believed that no lie could be traced
But to what extent can a lie keep going without help
You do it so much that it begins to be the truth to yourself
Why can lying put you at ease
Just as a cupcake could be a minor tease 
But a cupcake isn't as sweet as the satisfaction of a fib
People say even a lie can't cover up what I did
I tore families, I tore friendships, I lost every truth that was ever true
Along the way I found myself and realized the only way out, was the way through


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