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