Lord please
When does it end?
The river can bend, yeah
But soon it's gonna break
And I lied to you
No, you could do nothing wrong
Don't wanna hear about my old friends
Don't wanna hear about the mess they're in
Thirty years under your cold spell
Sad, sad love
Headstone your guilt trip can wait
I made my escape
I ain't livin' on the run
And I lied to you
No, you could do nothing wrong
Don't wanna hear about the old days
Even less about the mess we made
Thirty years under your cold spell
Sad, sad love
