The Lie with a Crooked Grin

The Lie with a Crooked Grin

Another morning, another script—teeth showing
keep the world at bay
I say “it’s all good” and hope they don’t see the gray
Joke around the edges, hide the dead look in my eyes
Stacking smiles like cheap chips, betting on the lies.

This is the lie with a crooked grin
Saying I’m fine while the roof caves in, Laugh it off
take it on the chin, Nobody knows where the rot begins.
Cut corners with pleasantries, nod through every task
Burn toast for dinner, staring at the bottom of a flask
Under the small talk, the fire is burning low
They cheer for my strength, but I’ve got nowhere to go.

This is the lie with a crooked grin
Saying I’m fine while the roof caves in, Laugh it off
take it on the chin, Nobody knows where the rot begins.
After dark the lock clicks shut
The truth hits hard in the gut
In the silence I drop the act
Just another rail jumping off the track.

This is the lie with a crooked grin
Saying I’m fine while the roof caves in, Laugh it off
take it on the chin, Nobody knows where the rot begins.