I'm a good person, deep inside
but quite bad, on the outside
I'm very sensitive, I do cry
at the same time, I tell lies
I tell lies, because it's easy
but I do feel icky, and even sleazy
I make promises, that I don't keep
I feel the guilt in my sleep.

I wish I could start over, start new
but it's a hard thing for me to do
I told lies, small ones to big ones
if I could start over, I'd tell none
the worst part is, my friends believe me
I can't help wondering, what they really see
I'm making small changes, and feeling good,
But if I could turn back time, I would.