Tuned in the radio to a passion play,
Sounds much better now, sounds all the same
Say this, say that - it's just a game,
Some things go 'round and 'round, but never change.

No phony eyes,
No phony eyes,

Flipped on the videos, chasing a rhyme,
Watched all the scary bones into the night,
Fade in, fade out, build up the hype,
Paper-thin images drifting from sight.

No phony eyes,
No phony eyes,
No phony eyes,
No phony eyes.

Thin veil of innocence can't smother the flames of this angry atmosphere,
We're all insane - face it, don't space it; it's not just a game,
Too many phony eyes, too little shame.

No phony eyes,
No phony eyes,
No phony eyes,
No phony eyes.