So simple, no excuses, just the guilt trip. Lies weigh you down. The truth leaves you lonely. Stones. Birds. Leaves.
Honestly, it is a man's song to sing. He had to be told that his lies hurt himself. A woman seems to know. Why is guilt easier for a woman to understand?
So simple, no excuses, just the guilt trip. Lies weigh you down. The truth leaves you lonely. Stones. Birds. Leaves.
Honestly, it is a man's song to sing. He had to be told that his lies hurt himself. A woman seems to know. Why is guilt easier for a woman to understand?