I hate lying to you

I love it and I hate it

I hate how I can't tell you the truth anymore

I hate that I can't be myself

I hate that I can't tell you what I really think

I hate how I let you run over me

I hate how you drive your fucking dagger into my back

I hate how you smile and tell me 'it's for your own good' while the blade twists mercilessly into my flesh

And I hate how you think you're always right

Even when you've got everything so fucking twisted out of proportion that it's no longer what it once was

But in the end, I love how it solves everything

I love how you think you're right now

I love how you've forgiven me because you think I've given in

I love how I've lied to you

I guess I'd do anything to make you happy

even if it means lying