She's delicately dealing out your dreams
She's a master at not being what she seems
And you know whatever you want she can give
But the price that you will pay is way beyond your reach
You know I feel
She's not for real
And you watch as she takes secrets from your eyes
Then she puts them in a box that's full of lies
So that when it comes the time to pay your bill
She's armed with every weapon, and it shoot to kill
She's an Indian giver
To get you must deliver
Twice as much and more
Than you ever gave before
And you wanted to believe her
Cause you really think you need her
She's counting on the cost
Of you always wanting more
You know I feel
She's not for real
