Sneaker Pimps

Got answers for everyone, endless excuses
Not happy for anyone, cos Im trying to break your click-track heart
Seen a vision of perfect grace, airbrushed and lifeless
All contempt and aftertaste its like Im waiting for the scars to heal
You sell loretta young silks, fashioning yourself as gay
You sell loretta young silks, trading on your super wave
All style before content, using me as bait
You sell loretta young silks, swapping your love for hate
Soft focus for full appeal, pictured as flawless
No contest for self esteem, was that be pushed to give your love on that
As far as the eye can see : too much perfection
Pure substance for wannabes, keeps you beating to a click-track heart