all i asked was for the truth was it
to much to ask for such
all these lies instead
flowing from you
coming straight to me
even when i cry, still you lie
does my pain mean nothing
to you, after all this time
after all this time
first it, s im working late
then you have to spend the
weekend away
strange calls at night
why the lies when the truth
is all i ask of you
not half lies
not half truths
just the truth even if it
hurts me, because it
cant hurt more than that
i all ready do
evasion is all u do
whenever i ask u
if u love me or
someone else.
graham russell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evasion-4/
