Lye - Original Song

Well I’m forcing these words they’re heavy with lead.
I’m not sure if these thoughts are the thoughts in my head.
Ashamed is the girl with the coffee shop tune.
It’s meant to sound humble and pleasing to you.

Now I’m going to lie for songwriting’s sake.
You can dabble with truth when your lyrics are fake.
I’d give up my arm oh I’d give up my leg,
to go back and undo the mistakes I have made.

Hurray for the artists that find friend in love.
It starts with a pull and it ends with shove.
And if you’ve kissed a writer I feel sorry for you.
Count on some words that describe what you do.

Sorry means little, well means nothing at all,
when 4 letters can’t rebuild bridges that fall.
I’m not catholic but let me confess all my sins.
Like she keeps them in jars let me keep them in tins.

No one forgets the feeling they wore
when they’ve watched all their memories fall to the floor.
Soaked by the tears that they’ve tried not to cry.
The face knows to crinkle the heart says goodbye.

I am lye. I am lye.