Like if it was a talent, br he enriched it everyday, br he had the art, br he had the facility, br To lie unconditionally... br br His heart wouldn't regret, br his soul wouldn't feel much sorrow, br It was his way of living, br he was born to lie... br br It was such a natural thing, br to lie without any doubt, br to easily think what to say, br The agility of the mind thinking... br br He never had the remorse, br lying became himself, br it was no longer easily to recognize, br whenever he was telling the truth.. br br But, I fell in love with the lier, br not knowing what he really was, br his eyes reflected so much love, br His heart so much pain.. br br He was born to lie, br no doubt at all, br And I was born to believe, br because I loved him with truth...