You sang your swan song to the dogs. 'Cause they made mincemeat of the dreams you hung your [?] on. So you cut it out well your sins cost. While money talks to your conscience looking like a fool for love. Dear life I'm holding on. Dear life I'm holding on. How long must I wait. Before the thrill is gone. You drove your [?] into the swamp. You stole away like a thief reeling from the sticker shock. Of the price they put upon your soul. You buy it back from the burning ashes of the devil you know. Dear life I'm holding on. Dear life I'm holding on. How long must I wait. Before the thrill is gone. Dear life come and pick me up. Dear life I think the button's stuck. Dear life I think it's gone too far. Dear life please lower the bar. Lower than the stars. Dear life I'm holding on. Dear life I'm holding on. How long must I wait. Before the thrill is gone