Assumptions
Darling, I listen to your conclusion
As you chant your long premise
Providing evidence upon evidence
Face smug, and your smile crooked
You assume you have me in a corner
But sweetheart, when I listen to you
To the words that come out of your lips
I also hear the words that don't
The weak assumptions you made
The deceptive suppositions you hold
The unsaid presumption you clutch
The hidden facts & the unsaid truth
And I can poke holes in the lies you spew
Darling, this loud music might deafen me
But I can still hear what's unsaid
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