CUTS AND LIES

This is my final question, Is this your chosen way
I see you want it head-on
Another blind display

I thought you might be needing
So came to claim my prize
But you won't give it up now
I wear your cuts and lies

You're on the latest subject
I heard you made them smile
But you don't seem to notice
That it's gone out of style

I know you helped me over
You photographed my shame
And you can keep the laughter
Just give me back the pain

I can't now
You won't
I store me
You don't

This is my final question, Is there no other way
I see you made the distance
They let you have your say

You told me all the story
Helped celebrate your crimes
You wear my worn out glory
I wear your cuts and lies

Un-tie me
Just rip
Don't let me, Lose grip

I can't now
You won't
I store me
You don't