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Goodbye My Lair.

Would you listen to that?
Did you hear that?
Where are your innocent words,
That you have tried to speech to me?

Can't you explain how you've been caught my lair?
Young lady here you hide more than just your tongue,
That you use for lying, and for your game.
Try to tell me that you don't have more than your lying tongue to hide.

You couldn't just lie,
You had to play along in your little game.
I laugh, now to see you studdering for words.
To try to tell me that you didn't do it.

Once a lair always a lair.
Once a cheater your always just a cheater.
You can try to tell me you didn't mean to.
But, guess what you have yo know when to draw the line.

That was something that you couldn't do.
"LAIR LAIR PANTS ON FIRE!"
Ever heard that?
I'm sure you have, since your pants flew off,

And into a bed of another.
Now here you are trying to lie to me.
Trying to tell me that you didn't,
And so I must laugh at you, and walk away,

To tell you this.
"Fool me once, Fool me twice,
I'm gone before you blink."
Goodbye my lair.

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