Furtive Glances,   Anxios to be a stranger,   Buying what he knows he should ignore   Relief when it's done,   no one is the wiser,   lies to the heart,   this time and no more      It's like that story of dorian gray   Behind a picture it gets more evil each day      We think that we can hide our secrets in the dark   But the saints and angels see us fall   Like ran down from heavan our prayers like tears fall   When we run away they can't reach us at all      Exploited women,   We pass it off as art,   But garbage in gives nothing but garbage out   Washing in mud can never get you clean   Inside your hear, there's still that guilty doubt      It's like that story of dorian gray   Behind a picture it gets more evil each day      We think that we can hide our secrets in the dark   But the saints and angels see us fall   Like ran down from heavan our prayers like tears fall   When we run away they can't reach us at all      The Say confession is good for the soul   Let it cleanse you and make you whole    (X2)      It's like that story of dorian gray   Behind a picture it gets more evil each day      We think that we can hide our secrets in the dark   But the saints and angels see us fall   Like ran down from heavan our prayers like tears fall   When we run away they can't reach us at all