| I came so far for beauty
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| I left so much behind
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| My patience and my family
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| My masterpiece unsigned
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| I thought I’d be rewarded
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| For such a lonely choice
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| And surely she would answer
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| To such a very hopeless voice
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| I practiced on my sainthood
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| I gave to one and all
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| But the rumours of my virtue
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| They moved her not at all
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| I changed my style to silver
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| I changed my clothes to black
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| And where I would surrender
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| Ah now I would attack
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| I stormed the old casino
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| For the money and the flesh
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| And I myself decided
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| What was rotten and what was fresh
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| And men to do my bidding
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| And broken bones to teach
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| The value of my pardon
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| The shadow of my reach
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| But no, I could not touch her
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| With such a heavy hand
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| Her star beyond my order
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| Her nakedness unmanned
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| I came so far for beauty
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| I left so much behind
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| My patience and my family
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| My masterpiece unsigned |