作曲 : Rodriguez
 作词 : Rodriguez
Was  it  a  huntsman  or  a  player
That  made  you  pay  the  cost
That  now  assumes  relaxed  positions
And  prostitutes  your  loss?
Were  you  tortured  by  your  own  thirst
In  those  pleasures  that  you  seek
That  made  you  Tom  the  curious
That  makes  you  James  the  weak?
And  you  claim  you  got  something  going
Something  you  call  unique
But  I've  seen  your  self-pity  showing
As  the  tears  rolled  down  your  cheeks
Soon  you  know  I'll  leave  you
And  I'll  never  look  behind
'Cos  I  was  born  for  the  purpose
That  crucifies  your  mind
So  con,convince  your  mirror
As  you've  always  done  before
Giving  substance  to  shadows
Giving  substance  ever  more
And  you  assume  you  got  something  to  offer
Secrets  shiny  and  new
But  how  much  of  you  is  repetition
That  you  didn't  whisper  to  him  too