I was walking around with stains caked to my skin,
you call them scars...But I know where the truth lies,
the truth lies when it comes from your mouth.
You'd kiss them til they felt better,
Until the truth was lying all over my body.
I asked you if the pain you felt was real,
You lied and said the pain you felt was mine.
So the truth lies in pieces,
pieces all over my floor.
I used to pick them up,
lie there in shame,
I let your lies, lie in shame.
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