text: He looks as if he hasnt slept
  His hair is purposely unkept
  In many doorways, people wept
  When you crafted your plan
  Shadows underneath the eyes
  And everywhere the bastard lies
  My lack of proof is your disguise
  You wont remember me
  Theres nothing really I can say
  But Sorry, mate and walk away
  I could be wrong on this, you play your game
  This world is full of most unkind
  And horrible is redefined
  I cant imagine that youd mind at all
  Youre lying again, your conscience isnt your friend
  And the only thing youre sobbing at is your imagination
  Lying again, your conscience isnt your friend
  And the only thing youre sobbing at is your imagination
  Is he really on the street?
  Desperation or deceit?
  And what hes wearing on his feet
  Wont solve our mystery
  And I am baffled by how you stand there, soaking it in
  And do you hide your identity where you hide your grin?
  Youd better hide your grin
  Shadows underneath the eyes
  And everywhere the bastard lies
  My lack of proof is your disguise
  You wont remember me
  Theres nothing really I can say
  But sorry, mate and walk away
  I could be wrong on this, you play your game
  This world is full of most unkind
  And horrible is redefined
  I cant imagine that youd mind at all
  Youre lying again, your conscience isnt your friend
  And the only thing youre sobbing at is your imagination
  Lying again, your conscience isnt your friend
  And the only thing youre sobbing at is your imagination