Lying

You're lying
On your perfect couch
In the yellow shadows
But mostly to yourself
And certainly to me
If you think you
Can pick up
Walk out
Amid renovations of our broken dream
If you think this
Try at redesign
Wasn't your brainstorm baby
And you can just leave
Friendly hug
Clean hands
Just because the heat
Got too hot
And you got caught
Warming yourself by this blazing bonfire
Starry love sick look in your eyes
Then you are fooling
Yourself
And I
Am only an accessory
Accomplice to your illusion