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    I was there when you needed me most
    I was there when you wanted me least
    I was your father, your son and your Holy Ghost and priest

    Through your failures and success
    Through your losses and gains
    I didn't see much happiness or pain

    I couldn't save your soul
    I couldn't even take you home
    I couldn't fill that hole
    Alone

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    I saw you at your best
    I knew you at your worst
    I couldn't tell if you were blessed or cursed
    There's a thin grey line
    Between the black and the white
    It's evidently hard to find at night

    I couldn't save your soul
    I couldn't even take you home
    I couldn't play that role
    Alone

    Now it's too
    Too late for
    Words that should've have been said long ago

    I was there when you needed me most
    I was there when you wanted me least
    I was your father, your son and your Holy Ghost and priest

    I couldn't save your soul
    I couldn't even take you home
    I couldn't fill that hole
    Alone

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    Composition: Martin Gore

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