Mar 21, 2005 14:28
I wish that I could knowingly lie to you
and tell you that he's perfect
and that you'll live a perfect life together with a perfect house on a perfect block with perfect children and housebroken dogs and a dishwasher that's never broken and dry towels on the rack and wet towels in the laundry where they belong
but I'm not going to lie to you
you could do so much better, girl
it's like you want to get hurt again and again
just to prove that you can
it's like you want my sympathy when he leaves you
it's like you want my shoulder to lean on
but I'm not going to be around forever
and I'm not going to lie to you forever
starting today I'll be nothing but honest
dishonesty but an imperfection I can tame
starting today I'll be nothing but honest
and I really think that you should say the same...
if you were honest with yourself
you'd know that what you're doing is wrong
what you're doing is wrong
what you're doing is wrong
what you're doing is not okay
how can you keep living life this way?
I want to ask you but I keep it to myself
and with windows down I drive you home.