lies in july

your smile is a smoke machine;
i'm not fooled.
i'm your diffuser
and i can't break free.
you have the little fires 
i wish would keep me warm.

pretend this state isn't what you're hiding.
people believe so easily.
you demand secrets for ammunition,
for equal footing,
for a price i can't perform.
i will give you nothing.

i refuse to play the game
of a two way mirror;
don't blame me for what can't grow.
the blood on your hands, 
someday it'll be real.

every time you lie, i see the flaw. 
you stare at me with eyes of hate, 
i stare at you and smile. 
the girl on either side sees 
no true reflection.