Buried alive, "Body of Christ" they cried I was just cleverly disguised Burn me alive, avert your Pagan eyes Oh, even the good ones lie Yes, even the good ones, they lie Yes, even the good ones they waste your time Sometimes... And it's a lonesome feeling, one you can't deny This lonesome living's, all we can provide So if you need me, is something you decide It's quite a feeling once you realise fake is what you like You caught my eye, but it was not our time You were blind and I was dumb You caught my eye, but it was not our time No, it wasn't worth to try 'Cause even the good ones, they lie Yes, even the good ones, they waste your time Sometimes... Sometimes... And it's lonesome feeling, one you can't deny This lonesome city's, poised to rob you blind So if you need me, is something you decide It's quite a feeling once you realize fake is what you like And it's a lonesome feeling, one you can deny This lonesome living's, all we can provide So if you need me. is something you decide It's quite a feeling once you realise fake is what you like And it's lonesome feeling, one you can't deny This lonesome city's, poised to rob you blind So if you need me, is something you decide It's quite a feeling once you realize fake is what you like