The Angels - Save Me lyrics

Save Me (Brewster-Neeson-Brewster) Long nosed old pros, trading used quotes And men with pencils makin copious notes out in the dark, of the the far left wing Theres an old man shaking a sheet of tin judgement's fall into well spun webs The ditches are full of used bayonets The local priest still holds the floor with the same old lines from the time before Don't you know when I've had enough I laugh at love, ain't that tough don't you know when I've had enough Id like to be alone just to be alone, Oh to be alone Sacred professions still guard the walls but the castle keeps guaranteed to fall selling souls for a mean half truth but the clown and the king share the palace roof broken flowers leave a funeral train when you're out in the desert don't you pray for me Don't you know when I've had enough I laugh at love, an all that stuff don't you know when I've had enough I like to be alone just to be alone, oh to be alone And they fool themselves into thinking that they're talking about it that they never doubted, oh to be alone, got to be alone Save me,save me,save me,save me Id like to be alone, just to be alone