One door opens, another shuts behind
One sun sets and another sun she rises
 [bad word] to you in old familiar ways
 [bad word] to you in shadows and disguises

She may quit you, she may forsake you
Drift away like a phantom in a fever
Who walks in to your heart of solitude
Who walks into the lair of the deceiver

They say it was my turn
They say I had [bad word] 
They say that’s what you earn
For living through a lie
If I could have my way
I’d leave it all tomorrow
There’s sorrow if I stay
I’ve other fish to fry

When love breaks like a precious string of pearls
thousand memories, they roll away and scatter
Make believe that there’s [bad word] through my veins
 [bad word] my shoulders, as if it doesn’t matter