lovers are beauty, 

lovers are lies. 

lovers are the reality, 

trumping the other skies. 

lovers are the true lies. 

lovers are dangerous,

almost deathly so. 

lovers know how to kill your fuss,

without a lord,

to keep you still,

lovers are liars. 

the best assassins are the ones we trust,

and we dance and sing the praises of,

blinded by love which is just gloried lust. 

these beautiful peace called by doves 

is nothing i can ever find just because

lovers are liars. 

lovers can kill you in a single blow,

because they have the keys to your heart. 

lovers can take you high and low. 

because they know how to rip you apart. 

lovers are liars.