Pretensions, pretending, pretentious
Everything’s a mess.
I know it’s not right from the very start I know, believe me I already know. But I choose to continue just to save him and give him the peace of mind he wanted but why is that everything went so bad I choose to trust, I choose to be at your side, I choose to listen and be your companion but you choose to betrayed me denying such thing you already knew, denying the things that we planned. I was wrong, so wrong when I choose to trust you, oh I guess I was wrong when I choose to love you.