confession s of the brakeman s son vindicating setting sun look back at what you ve done you can t forgive in the costumes of complacencies crime is worse than they can see beauty torn so tastelessly it s all you give all your faithless loyalties they won t give me no rest but i got little else to defend sure you ve seen better but for you i did my best but oh no i go faithlessly my friend when i know i can win revolving door of alabam looks your way with vicious plans and it s where she always cleans her hands but don t give in cause when the mouths are far between something in your conscience screams lipstick on a guillotine darling caved in think of me sweet baby when your head is in the west if you need me i ll be out in the wind i m sure that you ve seen better for you i did my best but as i go by think of you my friend when i know i can win in the streets of sweetwaters the daughters of an ancortez break their bodies for their bread it s the strangest thing kiss themselves by candlelight lips of red and robes of white out to pulverize the night i can t complain keep a coat against the cold and lilly gainst your breast there s something o er the hills i must attend i m sure that you ve seen better but for you i did my best but i know i go patiently my friend when i know i can win oh oh oh oh