I could have lied and told you that your pretty lies meant nothing,
I could have lied and not told you that the last time you kissed me I had to close my eyes just to hold back the tears,
I could have lied and told you I never loved you,
So you'd have never known this side of me,
So you could happily move on,
But you did that anyway.I
But I couldn't lie about who I am,
Maybe that's the problem,
Because if I could lie that well,
You might still want me around.