Confession's of the brakeman's son
Vindicating setting sun
Look back at what you've done
You can't forgive
In the costumes of complacencies
Crime is worse than they can see
Beauty torn so tastelessly
It's all you give
All your faithless loyalties
They won't give me no rest
But I got little else to defend
Sure you've seen better but
For you I did my best
But oh no, I go faithlessly my friend
When I know I can win
Revolving door of Alabam
Looks your way with vicious plans and
It's where she always cleans her hands
But don't give in
'Cause when the mouths are far between
Something in your conscience screams
Lipstick on a guillotine
Darling caved in
Think of me, sweet baby
When your head is in the west
If you need me, I'll be out in the wind
I'm sure that you've seen better
For you I did my best
But as I go by, think of you my friend
When I know I can win
In the streets of sweetwaters
The daughters of an ancortez
Break their bodies for their bread
It's the strangest thing
Kiss themselves by candlelight
Lips of red and robes of white
Out to pulverize the night
I can't complain
Keep a coat against the cold
And lilly 'gainst your breast
There's something o'er the hills
I must attend
I'm sure that you've seen better
But for you I did my best
But I know I go patiently my friend
When I know I can win
Oh, oh
Oh, oh