• stressed I’m sick of deceit.
    I’m sick of the lies that you tell me every time, even when you look in my eyes.
    I’m sick of deceit.
    Why won't you tell me the truth?
    When I look at you, I see everything but the truth.
    I’m sick of deceit so I’m leaving you.
    I'll come back another day when you can finally tell me the truth.
    ( 2 weeks later )
    I've come back today, so tell me the truth.
    The you couldn’t tell me.
    The truth that might cut me loose.
    I’m sick of deceit, so tell me now.
    I need to hear it.
    Oh wow. OH WOW!!
    I knew you felt this way.
    Why did you wait so long?
    Now I bid you adieu, so I can get my lawyer on the phone.
    I got you in court.
    I broke you down.
    So who cares about you??
    I’m filthy rich now!! lol