When you look in the mirror
Which face is it that you see
I’ve lost count of the number
You have presented to me

First of all the sweet charmer
Winning me with honeyed words
Until you used them against me
Wielding venom like a sharp sword

Then the turn of the lover
Who promised me Sun and Moon
Then carelessly betrayed me
My heart won’t heal anytime soon

The victim your next flight of fancy
Some how I’d done you such wrong
I was quite shocked and surprised
Your list of my sins was so long

The cheat, liar, deceiver
Your life an artful pretence
Speaking an insincere sorry
As if that was any defence

A practiced and wolfish smile
That never quite reaches your eyes
The devil is in your detail
A cunning and clever disguise

Well I can tell you who I see
A man who admits no mistake
A talent for self deception
A man forever on the fake