It's the lies I can't prove you're telling that bother me. Lies about who you are, what you think and how you feel. Things I can't just brush off, but I also can't prove them to be true or false. 'Cause I can't read your mind. What bothers me also is that in those three areas, you tell me some pretty off-the-wall sh*t and most of it seems too good to be true and/or just way too convenient.
Lying for someone's affection is just a waste of time. Sure, you get to keep your prize but you must live with the fact that you KNOW you CAN'T HAVE ME without this deception. YOU KNOW that I don't love and accept YOU, but the illusion created by the lie.
This goes for ALL lies, PERIOD. The fact that your lie succeeded is proof that the real you is unacceptable to me. Live with that.
