From afar she watches,emotions reaching out.
From afar she yearns to know more of what he's about.
From afar she can see,both his ups and his downs.
From afar she can feel,as his heart rolls around.
Up close the story changes, his demeanor tends to differ.
Up close his story changes, his heart seems a bit stiffer.
Up close he won't say,that he's thought of you once or twice.
Up close he can't say, of the time he thought it would be nice.

Deep inside he does wait,alone drowned in cowardice.
Deep inside he forces himself,to deal with this emotional malice.
Deep inside his heart is plagued, by the "What if?"s and "Who today?"s
Deep inside he really does,want to change his ways.
In the shallows of his heart,you can see what he really desires.
In the shallows of his heart,you can tell he wants a liar.

A good liar,to his heart. Lie and say you care.
Lie for me,lie to me,tell me you'll be there.
If just for one moment, it will make me feel whole.
Then I'll endure,and I'll suffer,as I long to hear you moan.
Oh how shallow is my heart, I pity the pure who admire it.
Sometimes I pity myself,the one who conspired it.
Because deep down I'll lie. And I'll force myself to give in.
The lust in my heart,it'll never cease to end.
I'll look at you that way,I'll think that dastardly thought.
Lie to me,give in to me, your emotions weren't what I sought.

I apologize,wholeheartedly. For acting a complete fool.
Indeed it was I, who first though of you as a tool.
But in the end,it was me. Played like an instrument.
My strings plucked harmonically, I was lied to in symphony.
Of course I value you now,silly girl, I was into you.
The tool was a joke, my feelings rush as when I'm thrust into you.
Lie to me,I wanted you to. Because for an instant I felt secure.
But I didn't want you, I wanted her.
My judgment a constant blur.
So as I sit here,and I wait. It feels different.I suppose I feel "safe".
... To hell with it,lie to me again. For it's the only way I keep pace.