Save Me

Long nosed old pros, trading used quotes

And men with pencils makin copious notes

out in the dark, of the the far left wing

Theres an old man shaking a sheet of tin

judgement's fall into well spun webs

The ditches are full of used bayonets

The local priest still holds the floor

with the same old lines from the time before

Don't you know when I've had enough

I laugh at love, ain't that tough

don't you know when I've had enough

Id like to be alone

just to be alone, Oh to be alone

Sacred professions still guard the walls

but the castle keeps guaranteed to fall

selling souls for a mean half truth

but the clown and the king share the palace roof

broken flowers leave a funeral train

when you're out in the desert don't you pray for me

Don't you know when I've had enough

I laugh at love, an all that stuff

don't you know when I've had enough

I like to be alone

just to be alone, oh to be alone

And they fool themselves

into thinking that they're talking about it

that they never doubted,

oh to be alone, got to be alone

Save me,save me,save me,save me

I'd like to be alone, just to be alone