means to an end

seduced by your indiffrence

and your lack of inhibition

he feels he has to take you

'cause he wants what you can't give him

you'll receive your invitation

you'll be summoned to his chambers

where he'll talk at you for hours

in the gibberish of an idiot

but you've heard too many lies

who cares? who's keeping score?

you've heard too many lies

who cares about one more?

one more lie - it's just the means towards an end

justifying the need for our pretence

so he offers you the world

and you say beggars can't be choosers

there's no time for indecesion

indescision is for lovers

now his money's on the table

so you know he was not bluffing

go and sell all you believe in

for a tiny stake in nothing

but you've heard too many lies

who cares? who's keeping score?

you've heard too many lies

who cares about one more?

one more lie - it's just the means towards an end

justifying the need for our pretence