The saying goes like this
"Ignorance is Bliss"
I can now see you inside
Without a rose-colored eye
My heart was aching
But now
I'm faking
A smile
One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six
Don't hate this mix
They are what's real
You'll come to love 'em
When you begin to feel
Separation, Sorrow, Sadness
Something you'll have to wait for with
Gladness
Oops, better hold your breath
'Cuz pretty soon you'll find you own no depth
Too bad you're still hating on me
Clear as my vision can see
Distance and time
That's what's healing my mind, but
Back again with others to see
You'll pretend that you still love me
Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten
Looks like this chapter has come to an end
You've wasted my time and
Spent my last dime
Are you real, or are you fake?
Take a look in the mirror, but
Beware
You'll feel the bite of a snake