What's your passion ? I think I see You just can't bear to let things be What's your weakness ? I think I know You just can't bear to let things go Finger in every pie Can't let a chance pass you by Green with envy Your greedy eyes Have picked the flesh from all our lives You want others To act the same To flatter you with their jealously Life is a race to be won You've got to beat everyone You've got to be number one Popular and beautiful Adored by men and women too Perfect in every way At least that's what you say You've lived and loved and suffered too No-one's a patch on you A saint, a star, a goddess and a brain But, the truth now Are you happy with your lies ? You know, nothing's perfect Aren't you lonely with your lies Finger in every pie Can't let a chance pass you by Make up your life with the lies But don't you think that what we see Belies the things you claim to be A saint, a star, a goddess and a brain