you shouldn’t think I’m saying the whole truth I’m hiding a bag behind my back “merry Christmas” my love when I leave you’ll see what I was covering up
I’ll stop the time for a little while and keep this teardrop hanging on you shouldn’t think I feel guilty looking on makes me satisfied
but I used to be someone else now without mirrors in my house smoke a cigar’n’drinkin’ whiskey I watch myself in projection on the wall ...I always lied you...
Maybe it’s time for a little masquerade just for fun become a human but this tasteless I’m bored out of my mind better I’ll put on my clean white shirt