You're not the one they call truthful and bearing
The trouble, it comes from the lives you are sparing
But there's more to the story than the role you love playing
And there's more to your face than what you're prone to wearing
I want to believe you but they're so convincing
It hurts me to know that you may be deceiving
I want to embrace all that you've given to me
But it strikes me as stealing how it's yours so easily
