Deceived Senses

Am I being sarcastic?
I doubt that
Am I a sadist?
I don't think so
Could I be the murderer and not the lover?
I probably could

You don't even know me
How can you ever care?
You try to sort things out
To break the tough nut in between
You, me and everyone else
It's your choice, your all
But all I've ever cared for is you

six degrees of separation
That's the distance between you and I
Look deep into me
And not just at the surface
Tell me, what do you see?
Can you tell the difference now?