Oh brother please,
Still the guns at your side
Its only me
We got through it alive

The more things change
The more were turning to stone
A naked flame
That leaves the lonesome alone

Were cain now were able
A three of a kind
Shes more than one woman,
One woman
The best you could find


Though it feels just like her
Her skin and her hair,
She dont hear your prayer
Anyway, anywhere


Though it looks just like her
She aint got her eyes
Like someone else in disguise
Or just a trick of the light

An idiot tune
Turning round in my head
I wish I were you
Then I wish I were dead

All love is insane
Wars never get won
Complicated ways
To cover over the sun

I see it behind you
My hands are tied
This thing it aint broken
Just idling,
Biding its time...

This living is fatal
Just breathing the air
Im well out of welcome
Ill tell ya
Stay well out of there.....