Edwyn Collins - Means To An End

Seduced by your indiffrence
And your lack of inhibition
He feels he has to take you
'Cause he wants what you can't give him
You'll receive your invitation
You'll be summoned to his chambers
Where he'll talk at you for hours
In the gibberish of an idiot

But you've heard too many lies
Who cares? Who's keeping score?
You've heard too many lies
Who cares about one more?

One more lie - it's just the means towards an end
Justifying the need for our pretence

So he offers you the world
And you say beggars can't be choosers
There's no time for indecesion
Indescision is for lovers
Now his money's on the table
So you know he was not bluffing
Go and sell all you believe in
For a tiny stake in nothing

But you've heard too many lies
Who cares? Who's keeping score?
You've heard too many lies
Who cares about one more?

One more lie - it's just the means towards an end
Justifying the need for our pretence