Are you human... a lie perhaps?
Now that we're talking, let me ask you this;
Can you be human and not be a lie?
I don't know, but probably not.
Do you know?

Questions, oh how we love questions...Don't you?
How old are you?
Do I know you?
Have we met?
What do you think?
Do you love me?
Do you hate me?

Questions, they keep strangers at bay.
You're troubled when you don't know.
No matter how many you ask, there will always be more...
One stranger, than the next.
Are you satiated yet?

Stranger, are you a lie?