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Lirieke: AFI. Very Proud of Ya. He Who Laughs Last.

No trust can be given freely
Its' a valuable commodity
But obviously this is something you've never learned
Faith is something that you put in friends
And had I excess morals to lend
I'd let you borrow them
But my trust you haven't earned

We've got a problem?
First of all there is no "We"
I'm detached from you completely
I've got a problem
You tell lies to my friends
And think it won't get back to me

No bond can ever seem to make a stable
Fit in our relationship
But one thing that never comes between us is honesty
When you've got something to say
You always seem to find a way
To avoid the truth or instead
Avoid me

We've got a problem?
First of all there is no "We"
I'm detached from you completely
I've got a problem
You tell lies to my friends
And think it won't get back to me

Straight up is always how you'll see me stand
But it is never in your plans to be straight forward
So instead, you use deceit
Now I would like to take apart
What you've been breaking from the start
I'll remain intact
I won't be broken in defeat

We've got a problem?
First of all there is no "We"
I'm detached from you completely
I've got a problem
You tell lies to my friends
And think it won't get back to me

No trust