Lying
The only lying I’m good at
Is lying in my bed alone
Probably why I’m always sad
And living life all on my own
Maybe if I was a lair
Life would smile in my face
My sky would be so much higher
I won’t feel so out of place
If I could look you in the eyes
And tell you that I'm fine as ever
That my worries are small in size
That I don't need you as a lover
If I could lie just good enough
To start believing my act
For life to match my made-up bluff
To keep the illusion intact
So, lie to me, I’ll lie to you
Let me practice telling lies
Tell me that we're not past due
And watch me as my pureness dies