You are my partner in crime.
And the crime is honesty.
It is true that half the time
I'm intolerant to your modesty.

But as you know half is half,
and to the other it all will do.
Sometimes I might seem harsh,
But you know I am only blue.

You are the gun ready to fire,
Not that you know that of yourself.
I am the understood clearly liar.
And you are that justice that, oh, awaits.

You'll know it all more than the best.
And place your bullets in my liar's chest.

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