Uncut no blue pencil
Flawless and unguarded
Here it is, warm and pure and raw lines
No true meaning, no insight, no allusions
Here it is, raw and pure and humble

No more sugar on the page, no more serenade

Your words go unspoken
Cruel hearts go unbroken
But here it is, no glam or glitz
But who cares, you're not out there
No-one has any bearing
But here it is, cold and dumb and dead

No more sugar on the page
No more serenade (x2), (mmmm's)
No more sugar on the page
No more serenade, (mmmm's)