Roll Down the Line

A lie that boils

A lie that binds

And strangles with

Regret, but still

Comes so easily

Where'd you go?

Tonight I woke

To find you gone

The question and

An answer that sounded out

Her glance goes abject

And out

When she was young

She asked me if

I knew her well

I thought I did

I know better now

A lie that boils

A lie that binds

And strangles with

Regret, but still

Comes so easily

A question and

An answer that sounds

Her glance goes abject, cut-out

An answer, cut-out