Beautiful Liar — not.

Excuses are made by people who cannot own up to their actions. People like you.

I’ve heard some good ones from you. Some believable ones. But lately you’ve gone rusty.

Absurdity is your new theme, perhaps.

And I guess you insensitive fuck think so lowly of me to think your shit would pass as believable to me.

But oh well, this is life and we’ve set some stuff and I guess I’m stuck with a compulsive liar and you’re stuck with a nagging bitch. But oh well, this is life, this is you and me, this is us.

Oh, the littlest things we fight about.

I’m happy, you’re happy, we’re happy.

Tomorrow is another day.

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