[Verse]
She caught your lies in a net of good intentions,
Promises stretched thin, fake dimensions.
You sold her dreams stitched with golden thread,
Now the seams unravel—truth’s what she bled.
Slick tongue, snake oil dripping from your grin,
Mirror held up, but you can't face within.
She built a temple, you tore down the steeple,
A puppet of your words, now she cuts the strings, lethal.
[Chorus]
She’s waiting, waiting for the truth to land,
The man you pretended, built on sand.
She’s waiting, waiting, but the clock won’t bend,
Illusions break, and this is the end.
[Verse 2]
You fed her lines like scripts from a stage,
A role you played, locked her heart in a cage.
Shadows of yourself cast on her wall,
But shadows vanish when the lights stand tall.
Your promises, paper boats in a storm,
She waited for the sun, you gave her the norm.
A mirage, a reflection, smoke in the breeze,
Her love was fire; you just let it freeze.
[Chorus]
She’s waiting, waiting for the truth to land,
The man you pretended, built on sand.
She’s waiting, waiting, but the clock won’t bend,
Illusions break, and this is the end.