Happy, with a Secret

It’s your attention to small details that makes you such a good liar
But it’s your penchant for leaving trails that sets your alibis on fire

Avert your eyes; when you look away, you lie
I try to fight when the line is cast, but the hook sets in

And if you only knew that i’ve been watching you
Dancing around the truth with everything you do
Maybe you’d think about finally owning up

You shake like someone who’s got something to hide;
Is it your lips on his lips or is it your clothes by his bedside?
Ration replies to find some time to decide
If you should swallow the evidence or swallow your pride

Watch your mouth; the truth just might slip out
I’ll drown in doubt until an admission lets me swim again

Maybe this is the last time i will make it through a call with you. constant complaints and heavy breathing are still nothing new
This is not forever. this was never meant to last more than a few
Warm nights of summer dreaming
The air is cold and my breath is freezing now

Now