I can still recall a time when your back streets and alleys were all mine,
I walked down hallways far from grace,
Now it looks so far away.
My life, a three act comedy,
First ambition, next deceit, then at last dear vanity,
It’s true many fools had gone before,
Where they paused at the threshold, without hesitation, I stepped through and demanded more,
Imagine an actor in this final role, who stands between Heaven’s angels and Babylon.
And they tell us we can save ourselves, but that isn’t very good news,
Because if I could have, I would have saved myself and I wouldn’t need you like I do,
I wouldn’t need you like I do,
I wouldn’t need you like I do.
Once the ruler of a den of thieves longed to be the prince of his destiny,
“Give me my due and I’ll leave,” I said,
But one drop of blood fell down from above, streaked the sky, and covered my head,
Imagine a beggar with a fistful of gold, who stands between Heaven’s angels and Babylon.
And they tell us we can save ourselves, but that isn’t very good news,
Because if I could have, I would have saved myself and I wouldn’t need you like I do,
I wouldn’t need you like I do.
And I knew this farce was coming to a close,
I watched you dance on my grave as the credits rolled.
This man stares unblinking at the centre of the crossroads and barely withstands that devil’s curse.
And they tell us down here we should save ourselves, but that isn’t very good news, ‘Cause if we could have, we would have saved ourselves, and we wouldn’t need you like we do,
I wouldn’t need you like I do,
I wouldn’t need you like I do,
I wouldn’t need you like I do,
I wouldn’t need you like I do.
I wouldn’t need you like I do,
I wouldn’t need you like I do,
I wouldn’t need you like I do,
I wouldn’t need you like I do, do, do,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
