The Truth

Tell them all I told the truth.
Say I collected all their lies.
Witnessing the crime that neither party will end,
If you're asked how you know about it again.
Tell them I've washed my hands of this masquerade,
And that none of us was ever blind.

Just don't cover up the truth,
Or let them walk away unscathed.
Tell them if they knew what respect was
They'd want to choose it over attention.
Yeah they would choose it over attention.

Tell them all I blew the whistle,
Blowing every cover they ever made.
Tell them that I opened every blind and shade,
And their spotlight has begun to fade.
Tell them there are copies in their bosses hands,
Who will surely do with them what they can.

The truth is that I really would rather have died,
Than to carry their sins with mine.
If there are morals and justice in this world,
I had no choice than to let it unfurl.

Tell them to have some respect.
Just don't cover up the truth,
Yeah don't cover up the truth.
Now you have our attention,
Yeah you have our attention.
I have caught you.
It's the end of your masquerade.

01.16.17

©Kerri L. Stanley