“She draws patterns on my face / These lines make shapes that can’t replace / the version of me that I hold inside / when lying with you, lying with you, lying with you.”

“Because the truth is, I wouldn’t care if she lied to me, except for the fact that I love her. And once you love someone, you can’t really put up with them lying to you. It just doesn’t work. It makes things into a big mess.”

“So what, I lied, I lied to me too. So what, I lied, I lied to me too. Hold out for the ones you know will love you. Hide out from the ones you know will love you. You, you too.Dark you can't come soon enough for me.”

“Hold to a thing long enough, a secret, a desire, maybe a lie, and it will shape you.”

“It’s just, sometimes lies look so much like the truth. And when you can’t tell between the two, how do you know which one will make you happy? Maybe the lie will make you happier. And if you’re happier with the lie, would you really want to know the truth?”

“What lies behind you and what lies in front of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside of you.”