I don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it.

Each time your lips utter a lie, I wish you knew that I always know it.

You know what they say about standing on two boats?

I have on leg on a wooden raft and the other on the edge of a ferry.

And this part of you is what makes me step away from the steadier board.

Away from you.

So please, don't make me step any further away.