My Sweet Little Illusion

If perception is reality
And art just imitates life
Then ignorance is bliss
And hapiness is strife.

How can I be happy
If half of me is dead?
And how can you stand to see me
After everything I've said?

You told me what you want
And all you've said is true
But what about those questions
I know you had a few.

I'm sorry I don't have the answers
And I hope I never do
As I said, ignorance is bliss
So I won't tell me about you.

'06