Woorden: Lydia. Assailants. We Clean Up So Well.

Of course you're all crazy.
Everyone believes.
I watched the blood spill overseas,
All from the TVs, but
I could give, I could give a shit if you're scared.
Everyone, everyone can taste your hatred.

Yeah, we clean up so well.
Sure as hell, like a picture.
Money speaks back to her.

Just stay with the V.I.P's
Limousines.
It's all in the photography,
and the parties.
Now that you're here,
I guess we made it.
I saw the fear, it covered your faces.

I can see, I can see this never changes.
Everyone, everyone can taste your hatred.

So I told you,
I know how this ends.
You're no different girl,
but we could still pretend.
And you got carried away
in your own dress-up.
I disappear with some other actress.

Yeah, we clean up so well.
Sure as hell, like a picture.
Money speaks back to her.

(I believe, I believe her.)

I love what I am seeing,
Guess I'm calling her reason.
(No, you gotta go.)

Yeah, we clean up so well.
Sure as hell, like a picture.
Money speaks back to her.

(I believe, I believe her.)

I love what I am seeing,
Guess I'm calling her reason.
(No, you gotta go.)