Letras
Seeming stripped of all the faults that you've assessed
You're possessed
To impress
Jilted facades are a losing game at best
Your shadowed face, scattered hands,
Timid shrugs still displaced
Let it spill onto the street
Either way we're incomplete (ah)
You know it doesn't hurt to cheat
Hurt to cheat
Hurt to cheat
Hurt to cheat
Hurt to cheat (ah)
Broken mirror shards laid out and re-arranged
Still the same
Just re-framed
Inverse reflection you're expecting to receive
But when you seek
Doesn't ring
Any bells so to speak
Let it spill onto the street
Either way we're incomplete (ah)
You know it doesn't hurt to cheat
Hurt to cheat
Hurt to cheat
Hurt to cheat (ah)
Let it spill onto the street
Either way we're incomplete (ah)
And obsolete
incomplete
incomplete
incomplete
incomplete