Alone she stood, alone I fell, alone I have this story to tell
Repeating vows over again and again, inside my head
Where the brave go to bend
But have I wasted all this time
Paying someone else’s dues?
Alone I loathed, alone I know
That everyone in this world is in it for themselves
But have I wasted all this time
Paying someone else’s dues?
Is this special effects or
Am I getting through
An altruistic point of view
Have I wasted all this time paying someone else’s dues?
Is this special effects, am I even getting through to you?
Am I getting through?
Open your eyes, queen bee, and feed off the emotional debris
To maintain your once was sanity
Or whatever it takes for your face to be
Upon the grand marquee
Where everyone can see your transparent vanity
Plaguing all once was dear to me
I stand on gimmick street, preaching sincerity
To anyone out there listening
Have I wasted all this time paying someone else’s dues?
Am I getting through an altruistic point of view?
If what you’ve seen is all that you get
Then id be willing to bet that you’ve had your fill
If what you’ve seen is all that you get
Then I’d be willing to be bet
That she’d be glad to forget me
