Don't look at me like I'm supposed to be sorry Or I should be ashamed of what I've become You wanna save my soul but you really don't have to worry Cos I can see where the damage is done
You can be a preacher And you can be a liar Cos you're already gone
I don't need you to tell me your holy stories Show me the way, or turn my face to the sun You say I'm running out of time but I'm not in a hurry When the truth is known you won't know which way to run
You can be a preacher And you can be a liar Cos you're already gone
You're already gone
You can be a preacher And you can be a liar Cos you're already gone