When she had no intention to stay?
Because when everyone around her was smiling so broad
She felt dead on the inside.
So she plastered another lie on her face
And went on with her tainted life.
But the days she lived just felt longer,
It seemed the sun almost never went down,
The snow of january was still around in august.
She smiled so often and lied so much
That falling was the only way out of this hell.
So she took that one last fall off the edge
And never looked up, got up, woke up.
One liar down,
One million to go.