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