Dripping wet with practiced sincerity,
Cute slogans for intangible mysteries.
You reduce your god (pruned to profit your ego)
To a TV commercial,
"Buy what I sell! (advertise, advertise!)" you scream,
"Purchase my lifestyle!"

I once held the key, but now I have nothing.
And you are so naïve,
I’m sorry for leading you along.
I’m just a man.
I’m just a man.
I’m just a man.

Wake me up and wipe the cliché from my eyes,
It’s killing me when all I see is hypocrisy and lies.
I know that my faults bring me down, it’s a constant battle.
That’s why I have to be honest with you now.
I’m not your saint, I’m not your savior.

I once held the key, but now I have nothing.
And you are so naïve,
I’m sorry for leading you along.
I’m just a man.
I’m just a man.
I’m just a man.

I once held the key
To everything you ever dreamed of.
Now I have nothing,
I’m sorry for leading you along.
I’m just a man.
I’m just a man.
I’m just a man.