came clean

you looked down on me
as i came clean
yet you knew your
own untruths were
.consuming.our.space
(what was left anyway)
no fumes left from which
we could run
and you pointed the finger
saying i was the one
it's all my fault
i'll take it baby
whatever let's you sleep at night
in our bed, with your
shiny life;
i came clean and you looked down upon me
pedestals are made for breach
lessons i could never teach
you'll see one day, wish with you
that what you thought it wasn't true
.i.always.had.your.back.