All these dyin' days. I walk the ghost town. Used to be my city. I seen a holy man. Seen him cryin' with the Mother Mary. All these dyin' days. . Yes it's too late.
Torn like an old dollar bill. Girl let them say, what they will. That no one should hurt you and that's all I seem to do. That no one should desert you, that's all I seem to do.
Don't you try to find me any more, I want to stay. Outside of your world this time you've thrown it all away. . That was one mistake I never thought you'd make.
Born to work under the way your velvet lies. Smoke and fog, getting hazy in the sky, arise. . I've been where you've never been. I've seen what you never seen.