What's wrong with this picture?
A husband and his missus,
Smiling brothers, smiling sisters,
But they're all hiding stitches...
From wounds they've long sewn up,
From addictions they cant stop,
They are bleeding every day,
This picture is just a delay,
So they can stand there still,
And never talk...they never will,
Cos deep inside they know,
It's far too hard to show,
Strangers in a house,
They dont even know themselves,
So roll up your sleeves child,
What's behind that fake smile?
Dry the tears in your eyes,
The camera cant see your lies,
Take another fake picture of you
Why cant you just tell the truth??? |
