Things aren't quite as they seem inside my domain



You can't know about everything

only pleasure and pain.

You wonder why I come here with head to my hands



Where else can I be cured and the king of your mansion?

A thorn in your side

a child to protect that claims he's free.



Just around the corner

half a mile to heaven



Strong enough to hold you

starved for some affection.

Darling

come quickly

come ease my mind



For my prayers have not been answered in a long time.



I've already made my bed

like it or not



As long as there's no regrets I'll be here

when the ride stops.

These comforts to me and these crosses to bare

with which we live.



Just around the corner

half a mile to heaven



Strong enough to hold you

starved for some affection.

Baby

I can't drag you into this mess!



I'm the thorn in your side and the child to protect.

Just around the corner

half a mile to heaven

. . .