What Lies Beneath

Mouth full of lies Face frozen, unreadable Eyes black, hot coals Outside sweet, inside pure evil “I love you,” you whisper Hands all over Until morning you own me Bound to a tawdry bed Out of all your lies, “I love you” was my favorite You were so coy Slick like a fox Folding me into your box Twisting and turning Finding my breaking point Pushing me over the edge Fists fly, fighting back Sick of your head games You’re just a well-dressed fool You only think of yourself Rubbing salt into my wounds Calling me back, hands so gentle Stop trying to get me back into your web I’m already gone, this fly got away