We pointed out the way (for
you) to go / It was all pointed out the way to go
An' scratched your name in
sand
Though you thought it was
nothin' more / Though you just thought that it was nothin' more
Than a place for you to stand
An' i want you to know that
while we watched / Now i want you to know that while you watched
You discovered there was no
one true / Discovered no one was true
That i myself remember now
/ That i myself really thought
Though it was a childish thing
to do
Tears of rage, tears of grief
Why am i always the one
Who must be the thief?
Come to me now, you know
We're so alone an' life is
brief
It was all very (very) painless
When you went out to receive
/ When you ran out to receive
All that false instruction
Which we never could believe
An' now the heart is filled
with gold
As if it was a purse
But oh, what kind of love
is this
Which goes from bad to worse?
Tears of rage, tears of grief
Why am i always the one
Who must be the thief?
Come to me now, you know
We're so alone an' life is
brief
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