I'd Lie
There are... many things could tell youSuch as his favorite color's blue
He was born on the fifteenth
He doesn't think he's much to me
He has two brothers
He lives with his mother
He'll never let you see him cry
He has his mother's eyes
That see right through me
And he's everything to me
And maybe that's the reason why
If you asked me if i loved him, I'd lie
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