why do i lie?

i would love to be better
i would love to be free
i would love to be perfect when you look at me
but instead i'm still crying
yes instead i'm still lying
sad to say i'm still trying not to be me
when i see all the weakness
that i turned into sickness
i still think i can slide just fine on the ice
it's not easy to be honest
sometimes i'm just astonished
how hard it can be to be true

i don't want to be hazy
i don't think that i'm crazy
but i've had some moments where i am not sure
and if you can forgive me
for just being human
then i will try harder to keep my words pure

i could be on the border
it could be a disorder
honestly i think that i can come clean
and all of my stories
might even be boring
if i can tell you what they all mean

why do i lie?
is it just to get by?
if i give up my lines will i die?
if fortunes are favored
then i am in labor
and i'm trying so hard
to leave lying behind

-luscious jackson why do i lie?