And time and time and time again,
All the way back to the start.
Time and time and time again,
You offer your bleeding heart.

The person who grows from an ignorant childhood
To teenage dismay, through overwrought years,
Carries to adulthood a web built of falsehood
And curses their friends with anger of fear

Chorus

Not content to be settled, in married obscurity
Always looking and searching for one greater thrill;
Hurting and tearing with sharp insecurity
Till exhausted they fall to the foot of the hill.

Chorus

God save me from pain, borne of my iniquity,
God save me from tears, falling day after day,
God save me from uttering one more profanity,
God save me from pulling you down by the way.

Chorus.