It’s you, so of course it’s perfect
And in even in defeat you are above
It is not a sin if it is not condemned
And you’re so lovely its excusable
How does it feel to be alive?
You’re so accepting but so better
How does it feel to be in love?
Everyone wants it, but you have it
It’s lust every second of every day
For the touch and untouchable
You may play it off so well
But they know that you know
Posing is poison for every broken heart
But don’t act sick when your face is in lights
And don’t ask for it back when you have given it all away
Cause your life is their life.