It's hard for me to lie to them
But plausible in hell
It's hard to watch a dream start to crack
And it's harder to lie to myself
In need for attention
You can call me infection
Not like cancer
More like small pox.
Because once I'm driven away for good
That's when my need finally stops
In this confusion
I'm sure you could mistake me for true
But I need someone, and
Sometimes that "someone"s not you.
The rush to see if they believe my lies
They do
I always can tell
I'm bored of people that always believe me
It's funner to lie to myself
