I can tell that you've never been true to me
i can smell that you're acting so fearfully
i can hear what your hopin i want to be
i can feel the alarm bells are ringing in me
i can touch but i know you don't feel a thing
i can pray but i know you commit a sin
i can sense now it's all become clear to see
you're no good, and you mean no good, treacherously!