In the cold hard light of day 

Do you like the face you see? 

Ain't it hard sometimes to say 

That your eyes have atrophied? 

Because the heart is a slippery one 

And it's tricky to dislodge 

Carry on as your day dissolves 

In a black & white montage 

 

Bodies falling to the floor 

They're dropping like flies 

 

In the crest there's an emptiness 

Heartbeats ring in hollow halls 

And the patient says 

He's feeling fine 

But that's just the drugs he's on 

 

And you cry, trying to find a voice 

That reminds you of your own 

But every word 

That passes from your lips 

Is counterfeit, illegitimate