you took me
in, you sold me out
is that what this was all about?
if I知 not right, I guess I知 wrong
I maybe knew it along
I知 not crazy, I知 not blind
I知 too elegant to lie
was off horror, blushing red
the price of scandle, sin and zen
I知 winning now and losing then
the cost of you, the bank resents
I知 not faking our last good-bye
I知 too elegant to lie