a lie to an alibi.

she was just the girl he needed,
perfect smile and apples seeded.
just the right size to hear his lies,
with violet her heart was beaded.

kisses for her, placed on me.
you can’t take her heart, it’s not free.
there’s no more room for all of your lies.
i’m tired of being your alibi.
and no words of love that I could write of
would make me not say goodbye.
we’re hanging you out to dry.
i’m tired of being your alibi.

she’s not yet a notch, carved into his belt.
and another chance granted
stops the hurt he’s not felt.
but he swears that it’s special,
it’s his something real.
she’ll choose to believe him.
let’s make her empty heart feel.

and I was the someone new
to paint his gray sky blue.
he got tired of waiting,
but he’ll always swear he’s true.
he knows what he’s doing,
the cycle repeats itself.
and then, just like me,
she’s a notch on his belt.

kisses for her, placed on me.
you can’t take her heart, it’s not free.
there’s no more room for all of your lies.
i’m tired of being your alibi.
and no words of love that I could write of
would make me not say goodbye.
we’re hanging you out to dry.
i’m tired of being your alibi.

why can’t she see?
after he gets her, he’ll leave.
and as much as you want to pretend
that it’s, “love, katie, love”
you’ll still seal it with a kiss
and then it’s the end.
another girl who you’ve used up.

kisses for her, placed on me.
you can’t take her heart, it’s not free.
there’s no more room for all of your lies.
i’m tired of being your alibi.
and no words of love that I could write of
would make me not say goodbye.
we’re hanging you out to dry.
i’m tired of being your alibi.
kisses for her, placed on me.
you can’t take her heart, it’s not free.
there’s no more room for all of your lies.
i’m tired of being your alibi.
and no words of love that I could write of
would make me not say goodbye.
we’re hanging you out to dry.
i’m tired of being your alibi.

you use “always” as often as you need.
let yourself go so you can breathe.
does your heart even feel?
would your broken skin bleed?
on shattered hearts you feed.

and here she is,
she’s saying goodbye.
she won’t even blink
when you ask why,
don’t you see?
she’s tired of being your alibi.