You have to start out learning to believe the little lies.
“So we can believe the big ones?”
Yes. Justice. Mercy. Duty. That sort of thing.
“They’re not the same at all!”

I may never feel the same, but I won’t always feel this pain.
So let faith fall on me now.. I’m gonna be here til the end.
You seem to have such passion for someone so shallow,
and I may never feel the same, but I refuse to play these games.

How does someone get to be like you — the king of all excuses?