Ron Pope - Heartfelt lies
i walk by the rivers edge
skipping smooth wet stones
& watching them sink
i never was a fan of innocence
ive got two black eyes
& an empty fifth of gin
& i see im wrong for you
but we tried
you swear im hard to lay beside
if i was you i'd run from me most nights
maybe i was meant to be left behind
thundering circumstances
beyond our control rumble in
counting time by the lines 'round your eyes
as your gentle caress helps me forget
& i think its time to say good night
& you swear im hard to lay beside
now years seem to pass as we blink our eyes
maybe i was meant to be left behind
by all of our heartfelt lies
all of our heartfelt lies
all of our heartfelt lies
are not enough this time
& i see i'd love to spend the night
but you found someone else to lay beside
& i know it makes sense
but its like sand in my eyes
maybe i was meant to be left behind
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