Watch my poster on the wall   View my pictures on the magazines you store to have them all   Let me be your guiding light   Be the salt inside the wounds of your most ordinary life      Come closer - what you want is what you see   Desire - but you won't dare talk to me      So pure a lie - a hymn for the emotional man   So clean and shy - get it while you can   And yes, what I am is not what you see   Your interest's somewhere else   Your carnal longings make you all the same      Writing letters, sending mails   Offering me your honest interest in what's inside of me   No sins on your mind, of course   Pretend to intellectualize another wasted girl resource      You tell me - you knew what I need   So sorry - for the hypocrite I feed      So pure a lie - a hymn for the emotional man   So clean and shy - get it while you can   And yes, what I am is not what you see   Your interest's somewhere else   Your carnal longings make you all the same      Just a number in a game - you tell me I had a name   Creation of an industry - and not what you might think to see   Glorify an icon's shrine - whose image of me is not mine   Not to save you from your mess - tell you you may kiss...      So pure a lie - a hymn for the emotional man   So clean and shy - get it while you can   And yes, what I am is not what you see   So pure a lie - a hymn for the emotional man   So clean and shy - get it while you can   And yes, what I am is not what you see   Your interest's somewhere else   Your carnal longings make you all the same