The harder some fawner's
working to disguise,
for his charm's leaving
blind spots before the eyes
for the sake of our children
or a god upon the skies
There's a distinction
between word and deed
debunking all those lies
losing all belief and trust in you
As you're thrusting your fingers
through my chest, do squeeze
my tortured, my tortured heart
oh stop it, stop it lady please
and hissing a spell of love
with lips to make me bleed
There's a distinction
between word and deed
debunking all those lies
losing all belief and trust in you
Mind the gap
debunking all those lies
losing all belief and trust in you