Pale English skin hides tragedy within
On the platform waiting for the m train
Your mind is dull and the people are plain
Eyes lit by amphetamines
You watched him through pinhole silver screens
But Truman, you've truly lost it
No one gets off to a biting wit

Let's not kid ourselves, no one will want you now
Well let's not kid ourselves, no one will want you now

Paling greying English skin
Is sunken and ugly and completely smashed in
Fix yourself in the mirror, dear
Preying on those who shortly disappear
Satisfaction escapes you
If it ever made any difference to me
You boil yourself out over a dime
And fade out slowly in your mind

Let's not kid ourselves, no one will want you now
Well let's not kid ourselves, no one will want you now