Woah, then poor unfortunate you
There are a myriad of things that you can do
Like pick up a pen and paper (pick up a pen and paper)
Go and talk to a friend (go and talk to a friend)
The history of the future (history of the future)
No violence or revenge
Your shame is never ending
Just one psychological drama after another
You are guilty (guilty)
And how you ever entered into this life
God only knows the infinite complexities of love
We all have the ability
Our freedom is fragile
We all laugh and we cry, don't we?
We all bleed and we smile
Your shame is never ending
Just one psychological drama after another
You are guilty (guilty, guilty)
And how you ever entered into this life
God only knows you're not to sacrifice the art of love
Your shame is never ending
Just one psychological drama after another
We are guilty (guilty, guilty)
And how we ever entered into this life
God only knows the infinite complexities of love
We are guilty (guilty, guilty)
And how we ever entered into this life
God only knows we're not to sacrifice the art of love
We are guilty (guilty, guilty)
And how we ever entered into this life
The Lord only knows the infinite complexities of love
You are guilty (guilty, guilty)
And how we ever entered into this life
God only knows the ultimate necessity of love