From the myspace blog
I had a dream last night. And I'm a liar, oh beautiful liar.
This is one of those things oh no no. Don't believe me.
Cause I'm a liar. I'm not subtle.
And I swear I swear. I'm better.
And I am just a little. But I'm a liar and I'm broken.
And I hate it all the same.
Cause I have stupid dreams.
Oh subconscious don't rear your head.
Cause I can't deal with this. Oh no.
I don't need you.
Believe me. I don't need you.
But it's still the same.
And it doesn't change a thing.
Believe me I'm the worst weapon.
That was ever used against you. Used for you. Used. Used.
And this isn't what you think it's about.
Unless you're reading it.
Cause dear Lord, I know you know.
Cause you could never lie to me. Nor I to you.
That's why I was the first thing to give you a reason to cry in years.
Liar liar. Check the mirror.
It's paging you. See yourself.
Did you want this.
Cause you chose this.
I wasn't the one who lied.
I told the truth.
But I'm a liar. When it comes to this. Comes to you. Comes down to...
This.
I didn't change.
You call this growing apart.
I call it a knife in my back.
But there's not much of a difference.
And it's in my head. It's in my heart.
There's not much of a difference.
It'd be done with.
If everything didn't remind me of you.
Time passes. People change.
I never changed.
Just a little. All your fault.
"I don't want to talk about this."
Well honey I do.
Not that you care cared.
This isn't about who you think.
But don't you wish you knew.
So just nod.
Man she writes pretty.
Oh so silly.
I'm not torn up on the inside.
I'm not missing anything. Not a beat.
Oh no. I'm much too smart for that.
I'm a liar.
Turn off the lights.
Me and you.
We're through.
Oh who are we kidding.
This never ended.
And we'll never be done.
Even if we never talk again.
This is what Hollywood calls "missing you to death."
This is one of those things oh no no. Don't believe me.
Cause I'm a liar. I'm not subtle.
And I swear I swear. I'm better.
And I am just a little. But I'm a liar and I'm broken.
And I hate it all the same.
Cause I have stupid dreams.
Oh subconscious don't rear your head.
Cause I can't deal with this. Oh no.
I don't need you.
Believe me. I don't need you.
But it's still the same.
And it doesn't change a thing.
Believe me I'm the worst weapon.
That was ever used against you. Used for you. Used. Used.
And this isn't what you think it's about.
Unless you're reading it.
Cause dear Lord, I know you know.
Cause you could never lie to me. Nor I to you.
That's why I was the first thing to give you a reason to cry in years.
Liar liar. Check the mirror.
It's paging you. See yourself.
Did you want this.
Cause you chose this.
I wasn't the one who lied.
I told the truth.
But I'm a liar. When it comes to this. Comes to you. Comes down to...
This.
I didn't change.
You call this growing apart.
I call it a knife in my back.
But there's not much of a difference.
And it's in my head. It's in my heart.
There's not much of a difference.
It'd be done with.
If everything didn't remind me of you.
Time passes. People change.
I never changed.
Just a little. All your fault.
"I don't want to talk about this."
Well honey I do.
Not that you care cared.
This isn't about who you think.
But don't you wish you knew.
So just nod.
Man she writes pretty.
Oh so silly.
I'm not torn up on the inside.
I'm not missing anything. Not a beat.
Oh no. I'm much too smart for that.
I'm a liar.
Turn off the lights.
Me and you.
We're through.
Oh who are we kidding.
This never ended.
And we'll never be done.
Even if we never talk again.
This is what Hollywood calls "missing you to death."