Each new morning

         brings with a new set of lies.

         Little white lies, told not to hurt...

         but to make life more pleasant.

         They tell these lies

         to protect themselves and their reputations.

         The worst are the ones we tell ourselves

          before we fall asleep.

         We whisper them in the dark,

          telling ourselves we're happy.

          Or, that he's happy.

          That we can change.

         Or that he will change his mind.

         We persuade ourselves

         we can live with our sins...

         or that we can live without him.

         Yes, each night before we fall asleep

         we lie to ourselves,

         in the desperate, desperate hope,

         that come morning,

         it will all be true.