Hello and welcome to my lying store.
I have great deals, just come past the door.

First you'll need a convincing smile.
The only cost? Hollow insides for a while.
Throw in one of our "it's alrights"
All you pay are a few sleepless nights.
A large pack of our swell "I'm okays"
Can last you more than a couple of days.

Follow me back— yes I'm talking to you—
And I'll show you a deal you can't say no to:
This set of lies about scrapes on your body,
Such as "klutzy," "funny story," and "dangerous hobby."

Look at all these lies, seemingly cheap,
Until you are broke and collapse in a heap.
Because buyer beware, read that cautionary label
Before you bring your lies back to my table.

These lies will wreck and twist your soul
As you use them in vain to prove that you're whole.
So buyer beware, lies may sell cheap,
But they quickly add up in a price much too steep.

So maybe it's best to move on past my store,
'Cause my lies will warp you 'til you are no more.
How do I know this, a seller of strife?
'Cause I am like you, and lies ruined my life.