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If Closets Could Talk
When friendship's based on lies
The truth can remain hidden but it never dies
It lives and breeds within, consuming hope for peace of mind
Will my avowal allow me to seek what I must find?
You are not worthy of her
And she deserved so much more than you ever were
I'd have given anything to touch her kind of love
I wonder, do you care who you're under or above?
I'm through lying for you
Dusting off old skeletons so they match the new
I realized too late that you never were my friend
And I'm left to carry a pain that will not mend
Wuz we best friends back then?
Now I'm ashamed when I look back at were we've been
I'd have done it differently if I had lived your life
Love was not enough, you could have had the perfect wife
Our friendships based on lies
And my guilt tares me apart every time she cries
But still I cannot tell her for fear she'll hate me too
The truth won't help me now, I'm damned no matter what I do
Now that's unimportant
To cause so much pain was the inverse of my intent
It matters not that I am not the only one to blame
I still bear the guilt for extinguishing the flame
The truth can remain hidden but it never dies
It lives and breeds within, consuming hope for peace of mind
Will my avowal allow me to seek what I must find?
You are not worthy of her
And she deserved so much more than you ever were
I'd have given anything to touch her kind of love
I wonder, do you care who you're under or above?
I'm through lying for you
Dusting off old skeletons so they match the new
I realized too late that you never were my friend
And I'm left to carry a pain that will not mend
Wuz we best friends back then?
Now I'm ashamed when I look back at were we've been
I'd have done it differently if I had lived your life
Love was not enough, you could have had the perfect wife
Our friendships based on lies
And my guilt tares me apart every time she cries
But still I cannot tell her for fear she'll hate me too
The truth won't help me now, I'm damned no matter what I do
Now that's unimportant
To cause so much pain was the inverse of my intent
It matters not that I am not the only one to blame
I still bear the guilt for extinguishing the flame
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