Would you die for me
Tell a lie for me
Pray to god you'll never see that side of me
Well prove it
Prove it to me
Cross your heart and hope to die
You can barely look me in the eye
So tell me what you did that was so bad
That you can't even speak to me
You flinch when I call you a friend of mine
Come on, what's so threatening
Would you die for me
Tell a lie for me
Pray to god you'll never see that side of me
Well prove it
Prove it to me
I don't mind
You doing whatever you want
As long as it's not hurting me
So tell me what you did baby
'Cause now I don't know what to believe
Would you die for me
Tell a lie for me
Pray to god you'll never see that side of me
Well prove it
Prove it to me
You crossed heart and your fingers too
I guess we'll see what liars do
So go ahead
Light a cigarette
I hope it takes your last breath
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Metanoia
PoetryMetanoia: [Noun] Change in one's way of life resulting from penitence or spiritual conversion. Poems, songs, and the occasional letter.
