Brooke Neary

I am a liar can’t you see
I love to play games of mystery
The war is for us to comply
But I no wishes to die
For my truth is draped in silk lace
I’ll never be able to finish this race
I was sent in to try and destroy
But all I witnessed was love and joy
The passion we had for the ‘new look’
Was one you can’t find in any kind of book
Similarities form between you and I
Yet I find all I’m able to do is lie
Years go by of my lies to you
But was it really you who I was lying to?
“Do your job, don’t give it up”
Who am I kidding, I can’t shut this up

I love this house, the house of Dior,
But for my job I can’t, I shouldn’t love it anymore
You gave me this gown to wear with pride
Yet all I can think of is how to hide
You figured it out, the fugitive that I am
Run you said be as happy as you can
So I picked up my train and headed for the views
Only to look back and see nothing left of you
For the time I have spent running from my past
I knew that my freedom was never going to last
So here I lay all the cards on the table
For everyone to see that I am unable
To tell the truth and stop running
For I am a fugitive and I know what’s coming
I am a liar can’t you see
I am a spy and that’s all I can ever be.”