How She Lied By Living

Shimmering was she

And loveliness to see

The found her when she was three

Where she lied

We talked within a wave

Of things we could not crave

But circumstances turn grave(s)

That's where she lied

You told me, you told me you loved life

Don't tell me, don't tell me you loved life

Don't tell me you loved life

I read your book of rot

And wondered what you thought

As journalists have taught

It pays to lie

The fruit upon a vine

The gun that swallows time

To shimmer in our minds

That's how she lied