Covering Up Your Tracks

On an ordinary Wednesday night
With you and her and me
We met at the club to take in the scenery
When she asked you where you were last time
You said that you worked late
But you had told me that you had a special date
I looked into your eyes
In search of any sign
Of recognition or anxiety
But there was not a trace
Your perfect poker face
Persuaded me to doubt my memory

Always calculating who knows what
Always thinking back
It’s natural when you spend your life
Covering up your tracks

On a legendary Wednesday night
With only her and me
There was some other place that you had to be
Though I tried to steer the topic clear
She wouldn’t let it go
The first of your lies fell down like a domino
Comparing mental notes
Recalling anecdotes
Mythologies you made on our behalf
We wallowed in disgust
You couldn’t earn our trust
If you were hooked up to a polygraph

You live in a parallel dimension
Where the laws of honesty do not apply
A twilight zone where the past is always changing
To corroborate the latest of your lies

So go on and weave your fragile web
You won’t entangle me
Now that I’ve seen your subtle duplicity
Still I find it hard to hold a grudge
Because you seem to be
Lost in your own subjective reality
Not wanting to deceive
You struggle to believe
The lies you tell for your own benefit
Entirely immersed
In your own universe
And really who am I to question it?