Skunk Anansie

I know too well, I know these lines, I've seen them smothered,
in sleek ridicule. A seedy smile, they think they've scored,
but I know morning comes & babes alone again, too alone again
So what can I do, with cheap honesty,
you're giving me more than I can see,
but I'm to cool to say, that I want it all my way,