This is the side that you confide in – the one at the end of the aisle
I find myself outside denial – my world’s caving in
I should just lay low for a while – dogs are on my trail for a trial
I am right here behind this smile – how dare they even question me?
I’ll begin serving my detention but my intentions stand
I’ll provide support for our child – this is not the end – the dolls were just pretend
The seams most certainly will mend
Steady, I walk down this line as yellow as I am
I’m biding time; I hope they’ll find the guy behind the crime
You do believe me even though I am in this cell?
I know that the evidence was very overwhelming
I was just as stunned about the gun; it seems compelling
As if I could lead two lives without ever telling you
How could I ever admit that I’m the guy rebelling through a hole?
My disguise, suddenly revealed – behind my eyes the truth is concealed
What you despise I might find appealing – it tempts me like a sin
Adrenaline as you might imagine – the fuel not for the weak minded
Plastered with some dark brown nylon skin – this is how I win
Control through a hole I’m protected from the actuality
Duality is my redemption – it was not really me – just a fantastic dream
Torn at the seams