I don't want you living your life like that, so enigmatic. You need to tell people more about you. Your turmoil.
You can't let people treat you like that, thinking you're completely immune to it, when you really aren't; when it's eating you up inside, you and I both know it.
I love you for who you are, really. I'm your friend, no matter what. I would never treat you the way they do. I don't care what people tell me about you. Unless it comes from you, I don't want to believe it.
I know you tell me lie after lie, but I believe you. No matter what you say,
I will believe you.
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The little cracks, they escalated,
And before you know, it's too late,
For making circles and telling lies.
-Lies, Glen Hansard
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