It's a fake,
it's a hoax, it's a nowhere road
where no one goes anywhere,
anyhow.
Well, you follow when your heart rate down.
She's a rose,
she's a queen,
but she's staring at a magazine.
In the dark,
on that path,
where they doctor every photograph.
Another is waiting,
she isn't saying anything.
If you care,
if you like,
well I'm standing in the lantern light with my weapons and my love.
And I use them both to cover up.
Another is waiting,
she isn't saying anything.
I love you,
and I care,
and you've got to get off that conveyor belt.
If I could,
I would come right in and take you off myself.
It's a fake,
it's a con,
the nature of the road you're on lets me see your skeleton.
Well,
before your life is done.
Another is waiting,
she
isn't saying anything.
Another is waiting,
she isn't saying anything.