I am not what you see
I am not what you feel I am
I am not what you think I am
For I
        am the fraud

I am not what you see
I am not what you feel I am
I am not what you think I am
For I
        am the fraud

The one who deals
 in borrowed wisdom threads
 woven to get that "small love"
 from others in order
          for me to feel
                    alive

This "big heart" you all believe is me is
a sham, a device, a trick,
   just smoke & mirrors
It is just a part of the illusion, the
fraud that I am

Don't trust my words, these finely
crafted tools of my trade - they are as
hollow as I am