Nothing seems wrong here
And there's nothing to see
Denial ain't a privelege
No, it's your luxury
Hand in your pockets
To keep whistling this song
So in love and oblivious
Oh it won't take you long
Why can't you see it's right in front of you?
Why can't you see it at all?
Romantic walks and setting suns
But in these thoughts the truth's undone
Nothing to hide, there's nothing to keep locked up
But in your heart there's still a hole
Crooked lines to lose control
It's all been sold, but still it's not enough
Still it's not enough
Some more photocopies
Well you must think that we're blind
Denial ain't no stranger
But the truth's hard to find