By Simply Shelby
Lie by lie my guilty conscience grows.
I keep this secret you've put in my trust.
You don't know how much I have lied
While knowing that I must
Deviant escapes from the truth
My words will always be.
I pray for the day when you will die;
When I'll finally be free.
Guilty by association;
No real crime, but still accused.
My sins for you have left me here:
Alone, bereft with no fate to choose
But, unlike many others,
This truth can't set you free.
I give you my clichéd vow,
Your secret's safe with me.