I can tell you've never been true to me,
I can smell that your acting so fearfully,
I can hear what your hoping I want to hear,
I can feel the alarm bells are ringing in me.
I can touch, but I know you don't feel a thing,
I can pray, but I know you commit a sin,
I can sense, now it's all become clear to see -
Your no good, and you mean no good, treacherously!