Don’t call it simple syrup

If it’s so complicated

That bases can’t be loaded

Without a twist of fate

Don’t segregate your promise

From all your other statements

That never tasted honest

And dripped with so much hate

Say something true

Say something true

Say something true

Say something good and true

You’re louder than you’re living

Reality’s all-knowing

About your life of faking

That everyone can tell

Is just a big cry for help

Yet doesn’t even excuse

Your fast intentional tongue

From drooling all over you

Say something true

Say something true

Say something true

Say something good and true

You are a liar

of the highest order

You make fortune tellers

look like gods

You are a twisted

spoiled ruby child

Allowed to judge

jury your own trial

Say something true

Say something true

Say something true

Say something good and true