are you all the same?
the game that you play.
the lies you spit as truth to our souls.
we take it anyways. even as our minds say no.
our hearts continue to trust your ways and words.
for love is life. it's who we are. made to become.
it can kill or resurrect.
heal or wound.
a game of russian roulette we are most happy to play.
out of the ten times it kills us we are hoping for that one time it saves us.
give us meaning to our lives.
it's funny tho...we always go after the same lies. thinking they will become truth at some point because they love us.
will if they're spittin' lies they're love is nothin' more then dirt beneath your feet.
who knows, maybe the one who has truth of love is the one we choose to overlook for the more eye pleasing liar.
lies dressed in money or beauty is worth nothing more then a bag of sugar coated candy..sure it tastes good at first but in the end it rotts away your teeth.
the truth is....
we are all the liars at some point...
the differance between you and me is your lies no longer effect me.
yes i wear my heart on my sleeve...but that doesnt mean it's glass...and that doesnt mean i believe all you say...
i know your games.
i know your lies.
and i still got love for you.
cuz you still have alot to learn in life.
maybe one day you'll wake up and realize what you missed by walking past 
