Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my handnDid it make it any easier to leave me where I stand?nI guess there might not be too manynWho would stand beside you nownWhere'd you come from?nWhere am I going?nWhy'd you leave me 'till I'm only good for... nnWaiting, for younAll my sinsnI said that I would pay for themnIf I could come back to younAll my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreamingnEvery night these silhouettesnAppear above my headnLittle angels of the silencesnThat climb into my bed and whispernEvery time I fall asleepnEvery time I dreamnnDid you come? Would you lie?nnWhy'd you leave me 'till we're only good for...nnWaiting, for younAll my sinsnI said that I would pay for themnIf I could come back to younAll my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming.nnI dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bednLittle angels hang above my headnAnd read me like an open booknAnd suck my blood,nBreak my nerve, offer me their arms nWell, I will not be an enemy of anyonenI'll only stand herennWaiting, for younAll my sinsnI said that I would pay for themnIf I could come back to younAll my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming.nnI'm gone, I'm gone.nI leave today.nI'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone.nTake me away.nI'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone.nI'm gone away.nI'm gone, I'm gone.