Well you can do it in your sleep
and then you worry for a week.
But with the magic up your sleave,
everybody's falling at your feet.
But the liar gets the part cos
the honest go too far.
So when they laugh don't take it to heart,
you made a plastiscenic work of art,
a plastiscenic work of art.
Save me, save me from the lies I've got in my mind.
Cos it's hard enough to see you're good on the inside.
And the leaving when it works, the hardest to time,
when your dealing in the dirt and healing the blind.
You're looking down that telescope
from the only end you know,
where life is big and we're still close.
Everybody gets a second go
Everybody gets another go.
Save me, save me from the lies I've got in my mind.
Cos it's hard enough to see you're good on the inside.
And the leaving when it works, the hardest to time,
when your dealing in the dirt and healing the blind.
