Do You Believe Your Own Lies?

Do you believe you've only kissed
As many guys as you say you have?

Do you believe you don't miss the friends
You left behind to find some other
People to tell mistruths to?

Do you believe that putting up your hair
And displaying a caring glance
And playing the 'Truth or Dare' card
Will magically turn you
Into more than a shard of the person
You once were?

Sometimes it's hard
To believe what I'm seeing
But not nearly as hard as believing
In your own lies

Do you believe those marks are what you say they are?
Do you believe those long walks were to where you say they were?
Do you believe in Santa Clause and crop circles
And elves and yourself
And your slowly diminishing shelf life?

Because you know
It wouldn't be that big a surprise
If I found out
You believe your own lies