Sitting on sand, watching the setting sun
the world seems beautiful and serene.
Just as you see the beautiful carpet,
and not the dust that I swept underneath
You came, you saw and you thought you conquered
convinced that you had pulled off a perfect rescue
I too played along and appeared cornered
Not letting you know that I was saving you
Those unkind words and vicious deeds
I assured you, had been all forgotten
For you, it was convenient to believe
the nice facade over the core that's rotten.