Your first lesson in life is that when you close your eyes   The things that you're hiding from won't wither and die   It's not enough to pretend like no words were said   There's still evidence here that I've been misled      And I wish that it wasn't beyond me to put down in words how those photographs made me feel   'Cause you deserve every acerbic lie;   "Hey I went out tonight, I didn't think of you once"      And if you tell your friends that you can't leave the house for fear of what could happen   If word got out, if this was to follow you home   Well I'd be curious to know how you'd respond   But then I've seen your coping skills and I wasn't fond