Those walls,
You know, the ones everyone talks about?
They're breaking.
They're breaking for a thousand reasons,
And every single one
Is your fault.

You're so untainted.
So innocent, so free of heartbreak
That it breaks my heart just to look at you.
I want to build my walls big enough for us both,
But you'll have none of it.

As fragile as the paper flower
That lays by my bed,
I am the fire that could destroy you.

And when you throw yourself,
Oh so trusting at my feet,
I don't know whether to envy your courage
Or laugh at your naivety.

All I know is I want.
Want you to take my breath away,
Tame me enough to touch.
Want you to come too close,
So we can burn together.

You are the very best kind of liar.
The kind that lies to my emotions.
The kind that makes me weak,
Makes me believe,
Makes me feel.

You tell lies to a person's heart.
You lied to mine.
Time and again, you proved your skill,
And I proved my foolishness.

You are the kind of liar
That speaks with such honesty.
You're sorry.
You'll be there for me.
You are the liar that lies
To the desperate heart.
That deceives the reason
And banishes the doubt.
The kind of liar that makes
Me believe
That I'm lying to myself.
That you were there.
Are there.
Will be there.

You are the best kind of liar.
And me,
I am the worst kind of fool.