Tell me the whole truth,
Tell me all your lies.
I told you my story,
I showed you my bruises, we all wear them.
They show the stories we can tell
I walked through this house before,
I watched it burn to the ground,
I watched your words come out of your mouth like cigarettes smoke.
Like your breath on a cold day.
I watched you turn into someone you were not.
So I burnt this house to the ground
This Is All This Now,
This is our reality
You live in a nightmare while I live in this house we call home.
House full of lies,
House full of broken promise.
As unsteady as a Sunday morning at a funeral.
This house you built, I do not call this home.
I call this house four walls with two liars.
