Poetry Of Lies

作曲 : Larkin

Poetry of

Lies by Patty

Larkin It must have been

December It surely was not

June The one thing

I remember

Is a photograph of you

You stood out in a the snowfall

A handsome man

You turned around when she called

A camera in her hand

I did not come 'round often

I came around when

I could I guess

I had forgotten

I had promised to be good

You shouldn't have gotten busted

You should have gotten off

I was the one you trusted

To wipe the lipstick off

It must have been

December Surely not

June The one thing

I remember

Is the poetry of lies