I Want To Be Wrong

Let me introduce myself,

my name is no concern

The room is filled

with superficial voices

As the smoke clears

I can see one hundred little lies

Racing to the finish

for a consolation prize

I want to be wrong

I wish that I was uncertain

just like yesterday

This is not who I am,

been planning my escape

So long now that my map

looks like a maze

Always on the dark side

of a pessimistic moon

Or burning in the sun of

what they're saying

If you have the foresight

can you read between the lines?

Finger two and four

inviting fingers one and five

To be in this song,

it's nothing I can shut off

But I think it's my place

To let you know I know

that all your plans are fake

And what you give me

I could never take

Are you confusing me with

someone else you hardly even know

I'm sitting here observing

and more often I am learning

That you are an artist and

this is your show... so sing it

I want to be wrong but

what did i really think

That this could become real?

Now writing in cliches

to learn from my mistakes

But how much of you

could anyone take?