Perfect Lie

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My nerves are wracked
But my heart is ready
The odds are stacked
But, I'm rollin' steady
The ins and outs
And in-betweens
the lines of the lies
I just want to scream
Your name is not
What your blood may seem
Still,
I found love inside
Their perfect lie.

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