The Truth Inside The Lie by Travels With Brindle Lyrics

He came on like the Hierophant
Seductive and vulpine
Read her like a tarot deck
And said of her, "you're mine"
She looked at him with puffy eyes
And signaled it was time

The truth: He had such a fragile ego
Inside, his conscience took the night off
The lie: he gave a care about her
This was the truth inside the lie

She was not the empress
Too much she did not know
Drunk on all her bad choices
And too much Prosecco
Even though she's compromised
He went in for the close

The truth: She's unhappy in her marriage
Inside ached with emptiness and longing
The lie: She wanted this to happen
This was the truth inside the
He looked like Chris Eigeman under the moon
She was no Marta Ferrer
He held her head like a preying mantis
No time for Maneuver X
She jerked her face so her cheek touched the tree
Asked "What do you want from me?
What could you want from me?"

The truth: She was worried for her husband
Inside she felt herself resisting
The lie: This would make her feel all better
This was the truth inside the lie