You

Get it while you know it's good, the risk was made to take.
There's a million desperate wants; I only expect pain.
Pages and pages blank, a fashion of disease.
Clean up and make it yours, oh but not for free...
Oh it gets to me,
Oh, whatever.

You... It's easy to believe a pretty face.
You... We have a choice and we still choose the fake.
You... It's not my job to think for you, it's not my place.

Get it while you know it's good, the risk was made to take.
Clean up and make it yours, oh but not for free...
Oh it gets to me,
Oh, whatever.

You... It's easy to believe a pretty face.
You... We have a choice and we still choose the fake.
You... It's not my job to think for you, it's not my place.

You... It's easy to believe a pretty face.
You... We have a choice and we still choose the fake.
You... It's not my job to think for you, it's not my place.

It's easy to believe a pretty face.
We have a choice and we still choose the fake.
You... It's not my job to think for you, it's not my place.