I've been here before, standing at your door
And it's all so clear from here
All the things we've done, all the songs we've sung
All the lives we've led so far
Don't hold that torch for me
You know I cannot be
Your saving deity, oh no
Set me free
The hand that holds the knife is the hand that gives you life
The lips that kiss your brow no more
But I'm not looking for salvation any more
I've pinned my colours to the door
Don't hold that torch for me
You know I cannot be
Your saving deity, oh no
Set me free
