When you lie, pleasure fills my eye

My eyes hurt when i feel the truth, The cuts that are deep, are from words that are weak.. Lies that should cut and lies that should steal, replace the pain and start to heal... When you lie, pleasure fills my eyes.. The blue stings when i look, reflections of me like an open book... My image is blurry and filled with fury.. Head down, eyes jumping and mouth open, I'll take anything that helps with coping...