Hello, hello.
What's this talk about honesty?
When all you pay me is lip service,
And all that goes behind my back?
Behind that tight smile of yours?
Lies, lies, lies, lies.
Half-truths. Half-lies.
Vague ramblings that sound good
but mean little to me.
Hey?
Maybe it's not time yet.
I'll be holding out on the payment.
Can't con me with a fake invoice.
Can't con me with merchandise you don't have.
Give me a trial run.
(A money-back guarantee.)
Can't promise me those, can you?
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
behind my back
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