The other nightnMy friend told menThat art is just like historynThey are both just a bunch of bullshitnReallynDon’t get me wrong, I love art just as much as younBut a lie is the only waynTo get to some truthnHistory is always revisionist, n‘Cuz nothing ever happened the way it was writtennThe same could be said for artnEven if I love itnIt’s just made upnArt is essentially a fucking lienArt is the world’s most beautiful lienMy boss is a dick and I cant be creativenMy father just diednAnd my mom just told me that she hated himnWhat better waynThan to escape through a songnJust turn the stereo upnAnd poof, everyone’s gonenBut you’re still in this worldnMuch like a goody bag for lifenA lollipop at the dentist’snOr a cool summer nightnArt is still a fucking lienArt is the world’s most beautiful lienArt is like when your ex told you she loved younArt is like saying, “Hey no, really, I'm fine”nArt is like when people say, “Really, I’ll help you”nBut no one really helps younNo one really has the timenNow if I lied to your face, you’d probably hate my gutsnYet you love it every time that Wes Anderson doesnA lie may be the only way to get to some truthnBut just don’t do it with malice, ‘cuz someone will get abusednSo next time you come homenAnd throw a record onnJust realize the whole thingnIs completely wrongnIt may help you to dealnIt might help you feel betternOr even so warm and fuzzynLike an old winter sweaternBut even after all thisnIt’s still entirely fictionnYeah, it’s better than this worldnBut it’s still wishful thinkingnArt is essentially just a lienArt is the world’s most beautiful lienSo wont younLie to me lie to menLie to me lie to menLie to me lie to menLie to me lie to menLie to me lie to menLie to me lie to menLie to me lie to menLie to me lie to menLie to me lie to menLie to me lie to menLie to me lie to menLie to me lie to menLie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lienLie, just lie, just lienTo menBecause artnIs the world’snmost beautiful lie