to be told beauty is his own
to be dumped on the phone
to be crying all through your life
to be my own condolencer to my strife
to be locked in the closet
to be used and then you deposit
to be looking death in the eye
to be lying...saying you will never cry
you should know...
i will never break away from a promise
but with secrets i will never be honest
i warn you that i will never trust
and if i have to stab you in the back
then a stake, i will never thrust
i've learned things in my days
that in life,you are betrayed
that if a hand is lent
then i will be held in debt
im waitig for life to change
karma will be repaid
with everything that is
i know in truth i have led
