I hang on your every word... no sense, no malice... just absurd Your lies... they sting, no faith no trust, no consolation do they bring All my love... my life... and in my death, in this time and place with every breath Nothing hurts more a woman scorned then a man who's loves gone mad When you lie, you crucify... your eyes, I can't deny When you lie, you crucify my soul Alone I sit in the darkness here And I pray for the strength to forgive you dear Filled with scorn, pity, anger and fear Conquered once more my dear I hang, on your every word... no sense... no malice... just absurd