Thieves always feel ashamed
When there’s nothing left worth stealing
You don’t have to turn away
I know exactly what you’re feeling
I can hear the screaming
The whispering and scheming
There’s no turning back
I ain’t going back
The bar’s on fire
But my drink’s still on the table
I remember when I thought you had something to say
I remember remember
Some are desperate
Some are full of hope (remember)
Some are vicious
Some had lost their homes (remember)
All of them believed in you
But you were nothing but a peddler
I still hear the screaming
The whispering and scheming
There’s no turning back
From this shining path
The field’s on fire
And the city’s infiltrated
I remember
Marching to build a brighter day
Can’t you hear the screaming
Can’t you hear them screaming
They ain’t coming back
You can’t win them back
After all your lies
They don’t owe you nothing
Watching the ships burn on the bay
Feeling my life drift away
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