Chapter 474

For Lying To You

In a house built of glass
I cast not the first stone
For I can honestly confess
I have sins for which I must atone

When the future is really the past
Is what will be still yet to be
Nothing is written in stone
A giant becomes a flea

There comes a time for honesty
Should that be everyday
Can Nobody not lie
I can't really say

Nobody is perfect
I think we can all agree
We are all guilty I can decree
It is more a matter of scope or degree

I have lied about important things
We both know that to be true
So I should apologize
For lying to you

Nobody