Don't call me cynical
It's not like I just don't care anymore
I'm told this is typical
For those who find the strength
To close the door
And find them opening once more
In my crazy mind
The law of averages had treated me so kind
I played the scene so many times
When the avenues we walk down
Would suddenly collide
I can tell you that I haven't changed at all
But I'd be lying
What we need now
Are those innocent white lies to keep us smiling...
Don't call it criminal
It's not like anyone can claim it isn't right
The damage done is minimal
It's a necessary evil that's needed to get by
I can tell you that you haven't changed at all
But I'd be lying
That's okay now
Cause these little lies are much more to our liking