You're just a mass of particles
I won't let you be real
You're made of my mind's articles
Even though you make me feel

You lie and say your touch is there
And I see sincerity in your eyes
Yet I feel nothing when you reach to stroke my hair
So I know it's your words that are lies

Your image is always so clear
But your touch is so grossly  vague
I know it's not right , but I need you here
You make my insanity okay

You're what reassures me that my mind is lost
If that's what it takes to be with you
I will try to forget the cost
It's the lies in your truth that help me get through