Maybe there was no point.
No point in trying to make things better,
Because it never was going to be.
Better, I mean.
There was nothing I could have said.
No words to change your mind,
Because you already had your own 'truth.'
The lies, I mean.
And that's exactly what they were.
All lies, all lies, all lies.
And you stupidly believed every last one.
The lies, I mean.
-Frankie.
