Don't keep lying to me
I can see through your many masks
And if you're gonna break my heart
I wish you would hurry up
I'd rather be in pain alone
We slaved in the garden
But flowers ain't what we grew
We reaped thorns and lifeless seeds
The symbols of you and me
Give me all the excuses you want
But love ain't here anymore
And I'll turn away
as if I hate you
it sure seems you hate me
So I guess we're even
in our mutual blandness
