You make yourself believe
that all around your friends are holding fast.
Inside that head, behind that face,
beneath that skin, it will never last.
So scrape and lie and run and hide,
on borrowed time and don't look back.
And someday soon, when you've had your fill,
you'll start to think, but it's to late.
And in a crowd,
you're all alone.
And when you smile,
you're on your own.
In your greed filled days you twist and turn,
you work out plans and then you knuckle down.
And cling on with your fingertips
and greed the world with your own frown.
And in a crowd,
you're all alone.
And when you smile,
you're on your own.
The words that fall from your painted lips,
exposes you for what you really are.
A shameless shape that takes and takes,
you push and push and you push too far.
Remember now what they used to say,
remember now how it used to be.
Snared up in the traps you've laid
welcome home to your misery.