Good Lie

When were you gonna tell me

That you're leaving me?

And how did you feel when you realised

It's an easy feat?

And I know, when I die

You'll remember the bad times

When were you gonna wake up

And see what you don't see?

What were you tryna find in

The books that you don't read

Yet you went, out to find

Those scriptures of lies

And I know, when I die

You'll remember the bad times

When were you gonna come back

And tell me about your dreams

And how do you look so peaceful

When you're drifting off to sleep

I've wasted so much time

I've wasted so much time

Figuring out a way to be happy

But maybe all of this time

Instead of abusing my mind

I think it's all on me

And I hope, when I die

That you remember the bad times

Cause I know, when I die

That you'll make up a good lie