My freedom is not real Just the compulsion to reveal. And my weapon is always concealed Protecting me from what they tell me to fear My reason, what I say and feel Is a just a construct of my cultures dead ideas And my lovers who've a taste for the kill Will do what they want and sacrifice nil And I'd leave it all if I had somewhere to go. Life can be a stain, oh the pain sometimes But when the rain it falls, it drives it all away. It's been a lonely, lonely life In and out of love, forgetting the pain before Moving onto the next one. It's been a lonely, lonely life Not getting what you want, the dreams that die Behind your back as the years pass on and on. I can say with firm resolve I mess up all the time But I won't lay the blame on someone else When the fault is all mine. But by and by I get on fine. By and by we get on fine.