Lies and Truth (Beautiful and Ugly)

If I wasn't me and you weren't you,
We wouldn't be us,
And maybe I could love you.
If the sun wasn't bright and the sea weren't blue,
Life wouldn't be this,
And maybe lies could be true.
If plenty was enough and too much wasn't few,
Empty wouldn't be full,
And rather falling I'd have flew.
But instead I fell,
I fell hard for you.

No not you;
I fell for something true,
But that's a lie, as here I do too;
I lie on the floor and cry, cry for you.
I want the light but you're the dark,
I'm the owl but I was born a lark,
I'm just some paradox, dead and stark;
Lying on the floor and crying, crying in the dark.
I fell for a lie too good to be true,
That's the story;
That's me and you.

I want to be angry,
Really I do;
But to hate you is to hate us,
And together we will fall.
I can't fall again,
Break my bones,
My heart,
Again.
I can't not do this again,
Lift my hopes,
My heart,
Again.
But to fly is to fall,
When you're my wings
I know I will fall.
But I can't not try at all.

I don't want you;
I want us to be true.
But we're a lie,
A lie too stark, a lie in the dark;
A lie too honest to be true.
The difference between you and us
Is like lies and truth;
One's beautiful and one's ugly.
But which one is you?

If I wasn't me and you weren't you,
We wouldn't be us,
And maybe I could love you.
If the sun wasn't bright and the sea weren't blue,
Life wouldn't be this,
And maybe lies could be true.
If plenty was enough and too much wasn't few,
Empty wouldn't be full,
And rather falling I'd have flew;
But instead I fell,
I fell hard for you.

We're like lies and truth;
One's beautiful and one's ugly.
But which one is you?

We are lies and truth,
Lies and truth;
Without lies, what is truth?
What is truth?
What is truth?

One's beautiful and one's ugly.
But which one is you?

I want lies.