If I say yes will you tell me again
always convinced that i'm lying again
believe what you want my friend
what you don't know you can make up and pretend
your life has got you fooled
I am just a lie to you

there's no room for two non-believers
we make up our stories and turn into decievers
perversely speaking
permissively seeking
the truth is finally breaking
and you're due for a double taking

missing in action
remove yourself from the misconception
but our tangled words have caused confusion
were the words I said a reciprocation
our words too close in relation
we both refuse to have been mistaken

sometimes i am dumb and i dont get what people are saying when they write. maybe its just too late and i'm retarded, but i don't understand what u want the reader to know. reply for me. i want to know what ure writing about.