Treachery

I can tell that you\'ve never been true to me

I can smell that you\'re acting so fearfully

I can hear what your hopin I want to be

I can feel the alarm bells are ringing in me

I can touch but I know you don\'t feel a thing

I can pray but I know you commit a sin

I can sense now it\'s all become clear to see

You\'re no good, and you mean no good, treacherously !