Believe

Lie and tell me how you miss me,

Lie and laugh at all my jokes,

Lie and smile at me so sweetly,

Lie and I’ll lie and say it’s cool,

Lie and tell me how you want me,

Lie and say you miss my touch,

Lie and tell me how it hurt you,

To lie and make the whole thing up,

Lie and come into my arms, 

So I can lie and tell you it’s okay,

I’ll lie and kiss your forehead, 

As we lie about this whole charade, 

Yet we believe the lies… 

Yes…

Yes we do…