I can tell that you've never been true to me...
I can smell that you're acting so fearfully...
I can hear what you're 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...
You're no good, and you mean no good treacherously...