Why do I lie? Because I hate explaining myself.
Why do I lie? Because sometimes it's easier than the truth.
Why do I cry? Because I don't know any other way to express my feelings.
Why do I cry? Because after so long it's hard to hold in.
Why do I get mad? Because sometimes I don't understand.
Why do I love you? Because I can't see living life without you.
Why do I love you? Because you took my breath away.
Why do you love me? The hell if I know.
Why does my heart keep breaking? Because I love you so much.
How many times can my heart break? More times than I ever thought it could.