White Lies

I've told you this,

How sure are you it was true?

You've told me that,

How can I be sure it was true?

I keep telling this,

To avoid you from knowing it.

You keep telling me that,

You really know how to hurt my heart.

Do you think this made me happy?

Do you think the idea of me telling lies made me happy?

I hope that someday,

YOU will understand.

Why I act like this, and hate when you act like that.