Turn away
For there is nothing left to see
It’s just crowds and crowds of people who all hate me

There’s nowhere [bad word] And there’s nowhere to hide
When you’ve got nobody by your side

Turn away [bad word] back some sunny day
When you got something more to give
And you got something [bad word] to say

‘Cause if you’re honest
And you say that you did, I would leave it all behind
But I won’t sell my soul to bear my soul
It’s not the way it works

In my mind

The devil makes plans for idle hands
And now my hand yields a gun
And I’m walking the streets of London
Crying over what I’ve let myself [bad word] 
Because there’s no one left to love
And there’s no one left to hold
Your body’s been tied and you’re dead inside
And your soul’s been sold

Turn away [bad word] back some sunny day
When you got something more to give
And you got something [bad word] to say

‘Cause if you’re honest
And you say that you did, I would leave it all behind
But I won’t sell my soul to bear my soul
It’s not the way it works

In my mind

I don’t like the way you treat me anymore
My heart’s been broken and strewn across the bloodstained floor

You’re in my mind
All the time
But there is nothing left to say
There’s nothing more

You’re in my mind
All the time
But there is nothing left to say
There’s nothing more