i lie to protect myself and

i make up stories to seem exciting

i need security of people liking me

i can't be boring or else they will hate me



but i can't quite figure out how they could like me

for who i am

how pathetic is my life?

but don't feel sorry



i lie to have attention

i get it by pretending i have things i don't have

like the cabbage patch kids that the girls have

this lie i've taken too far (wish i could take back)



but i can't quite figure out how they could like me

for who i am

how pathetic is my life?

but don't feel sorry for me!

poor little me!



i lie and no one knows it

i'd like to be known as special

don't judge me 'til i tell you what i did last night

i flew up on a kite! can you believe that?



but i can't quite figure out how they could like me

for who i am

how pathetic is my life?

but don't feel sorry for me!

poor little me!