Oh yes I'm guiltyFor leasing myself outNot ready to go up
for saleCan't seem to give it upStubborn, so
selfishI'm showing off the worst in meThe return of
SaturnAssessing my lifeSecond guessing...I'm full of
artificial SweetenerMy heart's been deceitfulIt's all
artificial sweetenerI'm faking I love you'sYou're
forcing me toYou really deserve loveI want to love youBut I
can't seem to find myselfI'm wilting effortOur
progress reportI'm only sure that I'm not sureI
shudder to be honestWho's behind it all now?Who's the
author?I'm full of artificial sweetenerMy heart's been
deceitfulIt's all artificial sweetenerI'm faking I love
you'sYou're forcing me toRe-read, re-write, redo,
undoI'm stuck on this pageI was born two weeks lateIs that
why I hesitateI'm on the fencePush me off itI want to be on
your side nowAnd keep a promiseI'm full of artificial
sweetenerMy heart's been deceitfulIt's all artificial
sweetenerI'm faking I love you'sYou're forcing me
to