Emotional Man
Watch my poster on the wallView my pictures on the magazines you store to have them allLet me be your guiding lightBe the salt inside the wounds of your most ordinary life
Come closer - what you want is what you seeDesire - but you won't dare talk to me
So pure a lie - a hymn for the emotional manSo clean and shy - get it while you canAnd yes, what I am is not what you seeYour interest's somewhere elseYour carnal longings make you all the same
Writing letters, sending mailsOffering me your honest interest in what's inside of meNo sins on your mind, of coursePretend to intellectualize another wasted girl resource
You tell me - you knew what I needSo sorry - for the hypocrite I feed
So pure a lie...
Just a number in a game - you tell me I had a nameCreation of an industry - and not what you might think to seeGlorify an icon's shrine - whose image of me is not mineNot to save you from your mess - tell you you may kiss...
So pure a lie...