Dishonesty

Dishonesty.
Is such a lonely word.
Whether it is now or it's later...
You'll be the lonliest one on the block.

It's hard to build a friendship...
...on foundations build of foam...
...on bases built of facts...
...that can't facilitate a home..
People make excuses for your actions, for your lies...
...yet, dishonesty's a virtue, to which for all it shall apply

I show the scars of a young man scorn...
...before he saw the facts and became reborn...
But sad for me, when you appear I see...
...a man all too deeply rooted in dishonesty

Everytime I take a step these days...
...everytime I take a pulse...
I show a fear and shallow haze...
...that you turned into an impulse...
Dishonesty can rule the world...
...if we let the ones we love go unchecked...
But eventually you reach the time...
...when the words I say go past sublime...
...into a state of sad despair...
...into a state of 'I don't care'...

And here you leave me with a choice...
...because I know you won't hear me with my voice...
Is it time for me to pack and leave...
...or will you fin-a-lly believe...
...that you are worth it naturally...
with the need to lie and deceive...
...to be the man we know you can...
...to be the man whose lust can span...?

I cannot wait a second more...
...for my heart can't take to see the score...
When the world will show for all too see...
...people love you more for your dishonesty.

It hurts I know, but I'm ok...
My karma will find me some other way...