Building Trust

Days and accusation pass you by,
but it all ends up in a twisted
lie.
You'll never look back,
won't even try.
Life goes on until you die.
Looking for misery?
looking for lust?
Try to be honest and build some trust.
You look for something to explain,
then you ended up with
the blame.
Now a gun doesn't seem so fun,
and you have no where to run,
now look what you've done.