Morning

It's the morning after the paradox
Daylight is breaking
The afterglow from the night before has faded
The night before was complicated
The paranoia is beginning to fade
In retrograde shades of dark colour
Tinted with grey
What a pre-eminent start to the day
I'm lieing in bed
Trying to rest my head
I try to rest my eyes
And your lies
You have much to confess
You're more than a girl in a dress
You're so difficult to impress
Red lips
Blonde hair
Blue eyes filled with multiple lies
They tell it all
That you cannot disguise
I'm lieing in bed
Trying to rest my head
I try to rest my eyes
And your lies
You have much to confess
You're more than a girl in a dress
Faint voices talking to my head
Whilst i'm lieing in my bed
You've sent me mad before
But not anymore
I'm lieing in bed
Trying to rest my head
I try to rest my eyes
And your lies
You have much to confess
You're more than a girl in a dress
Cold nights
Lonely nights
Long nights of lust
And dreams of you
All turn to dust
Come morning