Disillusioned

Favorite times to work your charm
You can do no evil, do no harm
Making it real for the sake of humanity
Precious little fingers consuming the rest of me

You can't assume the truth is yours
I don't believe it either
A few years back it was oh so good
I wore those goggles
You sang the song
Oh, How lovely it was

Now you have to justify the cause
The secret agenda, the hidden clause
It's a fool's paradise but where's the applause?