It was all a lie just a vulgar trick
A cheap disappointing Internet scam
A third-rate opera which makes me sick
It shows the world knows how lonely I am
And this farce went on for a thousand days
Only now am I beginning to see
Stumbling in a daze from the purple haze
Of a crazy maze what she did to me
Now my empty arms hold only the whys
Of how she could pretend and seem to be
What she was not to my naive surprise
Of course there was a man who helped her to
Make a fool of me and possibly you
I hope I can forget her and be free