Twisted alone in the cold of regret
off in my mind where I smoke cigarettes
and ashes fall gently on a big pile of debt
that I'm doomed to forgive, but I'm damned to forget
I told you I'd hold you
I'd always be there
but you say there's no way
that I ain't got a prayer
just remember one day that I offered my hand
when your big golden idol collapses to sand
Ten thousand memories play through my brain
each one a burden and each passing blame
but what good's a life that's been trampled by shame
when it cuts like a knife and it binds like a chain?
I'd always be there
but you say there's no way
that I ain't got a prayer
just remember one day that I offered my hand
when your big golden idol collapses to sand
You know how it kills me when you turn away
visions burn of your eyes on judgement day
and damn, girl, you know that it just goes to say
you may have the style, but you ain't got the way
I'd always be there
but you say there's no way
that I ain't got a prayer
and I tell you it's hell but you don't seem to care
with a smile on your face and a flower in your hair
