Did your walls of sin
 [bad word] at your feet?
Does the blood on your face
And your hands taste too sweet?

And in my mind
You were looking fine
Well isolation
Well and inside
You ain't fine to me
Well isolation, desolation

Don't wait for me
Well at the edge of the world
Yeah, [bad word] to me at all
The way you look and think of me
Well it's much, much, much, much too strong

And in my mind
You were looking fine
Well isolation
Well and inside
You ain't fine to me
Well isolation, desolation

Don't wait for me
Well at the edge of the world
Well [bad word] to me at all, yeah
The way you look and think of me
Well it's much, much, much, much too strong

And in my mind
You were looking fine
Well isolation
Well and inside
You ain't fine to me
Well isolation, desolation