Cover up false loves
Treated like
Road worn old diseases
A streetwalker born
To do what she pleases
To do what she pleases
To do what she

Warning, I'm not inclined to believe you
And maybe I'm fooling myself by deceiving you
Spirit, I'm not supposed to receive you
So turn and head home 'cause I won't be needing you
Won't be needing you
Won't be needing you
Won't be needing you

Cover up those claws
You know your aggression never ceases
You'll chew them into a million pieces

Into a million pieces
Into a million

Warning, I'm not inclined to believe you
And maybe I'm fooling myself by deceiving you
Spirit, I'm not supposed to receive you
So turn and head home 'cause I won't be needing you

Deliver me from life, that's what you do
You're taking on all forms, but I see through

Don't marry your positions
What you think you know
Your crucified convictions
Can't light a shadow

Warning, I'm not inclined to believe you
And maybe I'm fooling myself by deceiving you
Spirit, I'm not supposed to receive you
So turn and head home 'cause I won't be needing you