I don't want to lie you, but I can't tell the truth.
Because I don't know what's the truth, what's real.
So I have two opportunity:
I tell the half-truth i didn't know where she was.
Or I will lie to you that it she was with me.
'Cause if i tell the truth, she will hate me.
But if i tell the lie, i will hate myself.
So I make the best opportunity: I keep closed my mouth.
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