Where's the pain in the violent night?. I'm depressed by the grill. I stay over many years. I should have thought of that. For the love of the money. Like a black-hearted vile thing. It's the nature of being. It's too many lonely nights. I can't tell bad from wrong. I can't pass you by. Too exchanging. You've been around. But you've changed me. When the flesh meets the spirit world. Where the traffic is thin. I slip from a vacant view. I should have thought of that. And the sound of tomorrow. Like a black-hearted vile thing. Like the silence of tension. It's too many lonely nights. I can't tell good from bad. I can't pass you by. Too exchanging. You've been around. But you've changed me. You've been around. Can't pass you by. You've been around. But you've changed me. Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-change!. Too exchanging. You've been around. but you've changed me. You've been around. can't pass you by. You've been around. but you've changed me. You've been around. can't pass you by. You've been around.