You kiss,
   I fall.
You push,
    I take.
  You lie,
     I believe.
         [ Oh how I believe  ]
       the Lie lives in believe
And it seems I live on them,
    breathe,
      prosper;
  but somehow, they kill me
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And I say
    I'll never do it again
but everytime,
     they feed me lies,
    and everytime,
  I eat them up,
      devour them graciously
because it seems
   the lies live as substitutes
for what they should really be feeding.
    So I'll never know it
when I see it.
  Because
     living on lies
is all I know
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    [and she’s just so naïve]              
I try to be cautious,
    but trust almost anyone,
  and always the ones
        with looks that kill.

So it's you.
The one who lives not for others;
No one but yourself.
So you live as a sponge soaking up others
taketaketake
it's all you know how to do.
   GOD FORBID
you give a little
    No consideration
      No admiration
         No nothing.
It's a shame
   I almost went so far
     as to say
_{"Hey..
   I think I love you..."}
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At least I know when lies really hurt,
when they scar and damage;
       because
Pathelogical Liar
   isn't in my genepool.
So there you go again
     lying through your teeth
It's. a. shame
                 _{[you're just so pretty]}
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It was all mistaken to be something it wasn'tand never will be.
All just cliche-built lies played out
over
   and over,
        like a record scratching,
that annoying din.
    All just part of your plan
to unbutton my jeans
   and oogle up goodies.
And it all crushes in on me again.
    And as I look back
I really have become
           Rape-Victim Barbie