| Well I don’t believe in anything I see
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| ‘cos I don’t see anything at all
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| and I don’t believe I’m living for myself
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| when all I ever do is fall
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| and I won’t believe I’m swinging here
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| suspended like a picture with no wall,
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| so sure to fall
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| There’s no redemption here
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| ain’t it strange that when we come here
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| we’ve got nothing to deny or to defend
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| ain’t it strange even the greatest man of all
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| could be a madman in the end
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| ain’t it true no matter how many I love
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| I’m gonna die alone again
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| the way that I began
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| There’s no redemption here
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| I cant pretend I’m giving anymore
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| when all I ever do is take
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| and I cant pretend I give a damn
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| when all I ever give is for my sake
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| and I can’t just sit here singing
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| ‘cos if singing’s all I do then I’m a fake
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| make no mistake
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| There’s no redemption here
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| Sure I want to say someday I’ve got
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| the questions and the answers figured out
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| sure I want to know the reasons
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| know the secrets no one’s telling me about
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| and I want to find the cure for
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| the hunger here that swallows me in doubt
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| and then surely I’ll get out
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| There’s no redemption here
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| Well I dream about the end
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| and I can see that I’ve got nowhere I can hide
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| yes I worry about tomorrow
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| and I wonder about yesterday and why
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| and I know for every evil thing I’ve done
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| I’ll have to look you in the eye
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| wearing no disguise
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| There’s no redemption here |