I could be the book of bad manners But what's the real world? To you... to the others It's not like I didn't care too much Maybe it's because I care too much You just called me reasonable But I I call it dissembler The close distance Was just a tiny little lie That we're living in I know it hurts To hurt someone else But that's what I'm really like At least We Feel alive Or is it not like that? I think It's just like that I know you feel disgusted Just because of what I am Or what I've become Or maybe... I was just like this the whole time The close distance Is just a tiny little lie That we're living in I know it hurts To hurt someone else But that's what I'm really like Yes I lie I lie so fucking much sometimes Despite I'm so afraid of ending up alone Far from the truth that I doubt Why you're still around I did it myself a million times And I'll do it again