Liar, Liar
Liar, liar
So many things afire
In the depths of compounded lies
The truth is deeply mired
A father's betrayal
A son's adorations
The boy's poor health
Leads to complications
The truth would hurt
It's better to lie
A mother's decision
May lead her son to die
The father's appearance allows
The facts to be uncovered
And despite his screwed-up parents
The kid will recover
But only his body will quickly heal
His heart may take forever
He will need some love and guidance
To get his head together
Taub watches the boy
And thinks of his own little girls
He wants to be part of their lives
He won't mess up their worlds
All parents are screw-ups
Espouses Dr. House
Points to Park and Chase
He knows his father was a louse
Maybe that's why House is so cranky
With few loveable qualities he is endowed
No one was there to show sympathy and kindness
No one ever bothered to show him how
So it really wasn't surprising
When Wilson turned on the TV
There were House and Foreman
Ringside, for all the world to see
Pizza for one is on tonight's card
As Wilson got played once again
It's not fair nor is it right
But Wilson, bless him, still calls House his friend