There is no truth to the person I am,
ev’ry detail’s a bold-faced lie.
What seems to be is really not
in this world of confusion.
Then I met you, and upside-down
was turned upside-down.
So maybe now it’s right-side up,
but I would beg to differ.
Upside-down was upside-down
yet turned over it is no better.
Lies will be lies no matter what,
yet somehow lies will always be truth.