Guess I'll take a seat and persuade myself it's true.
That you’re trying to persuade yourself we're through.
My friends and soul try to tell me you're gone.
But I won't listen to myself or anyone..

Well I'll stay here to convince myself it's true.
That you keep on pretending to have no clue.
That I'd kill for you and cook the flesh.
Give you the heart and scrap the rest.

I've got nothing left but loneliness
Holes in doors and fractured wrists.
My head is pounding like a heartbeat
Similar to the one I lost

Ten thousand miles is nothing to walk if I'm walking home to

You got my heart off you went.
And you're never coming back again
Still trying to persuade myself it's true.
Convincing myself I'll be okay without you

And I know I will be, okay without you

Kyle Jones

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/convincing-more-like-lying/