From baby to best with no second test,
little storms destroy you.
Here is the fame they promised to give you,
taking the place of my hand now.
Chorus:
Did you try to be true?
What separates me from you?
What separates me from you now?
Did you borrow the soul
the soul that you sell now?
What does your conscience tell you?
Where are the demons
of your desire?
Why does my love destroy you?
I said I tried to be true,
What separates me from you.
I said I tried, tried to be true
What separates me from you.
What separates me from you now?
So where is the fame,
Where is the fortune?
Where is the world that denies you?
Who is to blame,
When my heart finally forfeits
to a road that will only misguide you?
Did we try to be true?
What separates me from you?
Did we try, try to be true?
What separates me from you . . .
I bought my love a hunger
more precious than a stone.
All these fatal flowers,
Did I misguide you?
(where is the world that denies you)
(tried to be true)