Truth will lie

The truth will lie,
In the eyes of the beholder,
No he not sober,
His feelings has taken over,
Be as real as it gets,
Leaving regrets on his shoulders,
A drunk will confess,
To all his deeds before he's sober,
Down to the last glass,
And say,
Kiss my ass before it's over,
But when the night pass,
The memory last,
Now he sober,
Voice mail ringer so fast,
From those that's mad over and over,
All u got is flash,
No memory last of when went over,
The truth always lies,
In the eyes of a drunken soldier.