It makes no sense, sorry.

For every truth you murmur,
I'll yell back a lie;
looks like I'll be extra honest,
so don't give me that eye.
You think I'll just forgive and forget,
but you can't see this;
I've forgiven completely,
but forgetting is a miss.
Perhaps someday, you'll realize
all the damage you did;
I'll still be so supportive,
but I won't close my lid.
Maybe eventually, we'll part ways,
and move delicately on;
I don't suppose we'll be together,
given the facade you don.