they all say that
we’re just fooling ourselves.
you say,
they’re right, so
why even try?

i say,
if this is a lie,
it’s a damn beautiful one.

so come along, darling;
lay (lie) with me.
let’s run through fields of fantasy
and keep on pretending
together.

this seems kind of strange. i don’t know. i feel like it needs more. but whatever.