Things aren't quite as they seem
Inside my domain
You can't know about everything
Only pleasure and pain

You wonder why [bad word] here
With head to my hands
Where else can I be cured
And the king of your mansion

thorn in your side
child to protect
That claims he's free

Just around the corner
Half a mile to heaven
Strong enough to hold you
Starved for some affection
 [bad word] quickly [bad word] ease my mind
For my prayers have not been answered in a long time

I've already made my bed
Like it or not
As long as there's no regrets
I'll be here when the ride stops

 [bad word] to me
And these crosses to bear
With which we live

Just around the corner
Half a mile to heaven
Strong enough to hold you
Starved for some affection
Baby, I can't drag you into this mess

I'm the thorn in your side
And the child to protect

And I'm just around [bad word] 
Half a mile to heaven, oh
Oh, Strong enough to hold you
Starved for some affection
 [bad word] quickly [bad word] ease my worried mind
For my prayers have not been answered in a long time

Some just around the corner, jeh
Some strong enough to hold you
Half a mile to heaven, jeh
Just around the corner ...