Lies, all spoken backwards at first
Floating in a balloon of a smile
To hide what's veritable
It all must burst

Run from your feelings, it's likely safest
Confuse and misuse the other
And now I'm outrageous?
Blame this upon no one but yourself

I came with open hands
Eager and ready to help
But my ambition was a wild fur
From which the hunter could make her pelt

Now that all has been revealed
My eyes are looking forward
As well as my heart and mind
A chin held high
I  smile, and I feel fine