It all seems like a bad dream and god I hope it is
Cause everything I've known this year has changed
I will pack my bags and hit the road as soon as I can
Cause what I've heard and seen is just too much

But it's all just stories
and it's all just tales
and now I have to lie to make it ok

How far can I go?
How deep can it get?
How long will I keep on lying to myself?

Where is my good judgement when I need it the most?
Hiding from discovering the worst

How far can I go?
How deep can it get?
How long will I keep on lying to myself?