I don't know you and I don't care to. Please exit stage left and never to be seen again.

I am lying to you all the time.

I wasn't really born in the forests and raised by the Lorax.

The cologne I use isn't sage and grass scented.

I really do have a mother.

I'm quite well read.

I believe in guardian angels.

One time I lost my head.

The nightmares of being are weighing on me.

I'm to become covered in warts like a cursed toad.

Maybe it will all make sense one day. Instead of waiting I will rinse out my eyes.