I honestly don’t know what to do anymore,
I hate lying,
I hate being caught in the middle,
And I hate being so confused.
When you go to sleep at night,
Do you regret lying?
Do you feel guilty for putting me in the middle?
Lying is not who I am,
They think you’re actually better,
They think you’re happier without him...
But it’s not true;
It’s a lie.
You’re happy because you’re talking to him,
But you shouldn’t be.
Don’t you realize how dangerous this is?
I’ll always love you,
And be there for you,
But I hate lying for you,
And I don’t condone you lying either.
But they’re your lies,
And one day you’ll get caught.