You lied to me, I saw you. The way look at him, the lies you told me. The empty
smiles that you give to me but the secret texts you get from him brighten your face.
You think I’m blind to the things you done, the secrets you have? The perfume you
wore for him and the smell of his cologne you bring home on you. The lies you tell me
when you have are here and the laughter you have with him. The secret meetings you
said was work, you come back with a glow. You brush me off as if I was nothing more
than a passing thought. You lied to me.