Such a hopeless deviate A girl born way to late All set to be set free In a world of misery When your tears run dry Another finger's in your eye And you tought you'd seen it all It's so hard to make things right You think you're getting closer But it's alway out of sight It will follow you to your end It may not be bitter but it's hard to comprehend, you cannot win If it ain't is this you bet it's that The stakesare high and chances fat And if your time ain't runnig short There's the wait you can't abort Way down rock bottom low There's another place belowe to go And I thought I'd seen it all It's so hard to make things right You think you're getting closer But it's alway out of sight It will follow you to your end It may not be bitter but it's hard to comprehend, you cannot win So you can stand and clench your fist At a place that only may exist Behind the 42 feet wall Another 3 is standig tall If my hands weren't tide I swear I'd catch you in the rye I'm sorry I can't take your fall It's so hard to make things right You think you're getting closer But it's alway out of sight It will follow you to your end It may not be bitter but it's hard to comprehend, you cannot win