Crocodile Lies

I confess, yes, our Fall was all my fault
If you kissed my eyes, your lips would taste salt
But you think my regret is a lie, and the tears I cry
Are the crocodile kind.


The sweat on your upper lip starts to boil
White hot with anger, still convinced I'm your foil
You keep fighting me, though my eyes are free
From crocodile lies.


You, yes, you, linger inside my heart
The same you who stopped us before we could start
I didn't want to leave, but you began to believe
Your own crocodile lies.


The only person stopping you is yourself,
You won't accept that I want no one else,
So until you do, I'll let someone else have you


Every day I live the lie,
But not the crocodile kind

--Marcus Flutie

Autore: Megan McCafferty

Crocodile Lies<br /><br />I confess, yes, our Fall was all my fault<br />If you kissed my eyes, your lips would taste salt<br />But you think my regret is a lie, and the tears I cry<br />Are the crocodile kind.<br /><br /><br />The sweat on your upper lip starts to boil<br />White hot with anger, still convinced I'm your foil<br />You keep fighting me, though my eyes are free<br />From crocodile lies.<br /><br /><br />You, yes, you, linger inside my heart<br />The same you who stopped us before we could start<br />I didn't want to leave, but you began to believe<br />Your own crocodile lies.<br /><br /><br />The only person stopping you is yourself,<br />You won't accept that I want no one else,<br />So until you do, I'll let someone else have you<br /><br /><br />Every day I live the lie,<br />But not the crocodile kind<br /><br />--Marcus Flutie - Megan McCafferty



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