It was a lie, nothing was real Just a disguise you’re using, you’re using still When you meet the preacher man Remind him of your fear Over which you operate, operate control When the truth is recalled The evidence resound It’s the price you’ll pay On the rebound Wish I’d known all along What you’re running from Wish I’d known all along You can’t choose between weak or strong But you’re not there, to turn the key On your own two feet, two feet on the ground