Looking, looking on a battlefield
Of commercials that never tell you the truth, no
Selling
They sell the dreams of your heart
In disguises as always and never for you
Not ever for you
Dreaming, dreaming about another time
Where praying for your soul is enough to do
Believe me
Believe me or not
But a world without faith is the place for fools
They are
Stealing hearts
Selling goods in disguise
Stealing hearts
They'll get to your mind
Stealing your hearts
They'll get to your mind
Someday they'll get you
Stealing hearts
Selling goods in disguise
Stealing hearts
They'll get to your mind
Stealing our hearts
Stealing hearts
Stealing hearts
