Are you blind?. Blind to me trying to be kind?. Volunteering for your firing line. Waiting for one precious sign. The flicker of a smile. You should try it just once in a while. Maybe it's not your style. It's simply too easy to do. And you might not see it through. See it through. Find yourself another place to fall. Find yourself up against another brick wall. See yourself as a fallen angel. Well I don't see no holes in the road but you. Find another place to fall. Are you proud?. To have founded a brand new behaviour. With hatred and hurt as your saviour. But nobody's choosing to follow. So you choke back the tears and you swallow. Men who have ruined your life. You consume them with minimum stife. But now you have got indigestion. The antacid comes as a question. Find yourself another place to fall. Find yourself up against another brick wall. See yourself as a fallen angel. Well I don't see no holes in the road but you. Find another place to fall. There isn't much more I can say. For I don't understand the delay. You're asking for friendly advice. And remaining in permanent crisis. Affection is yours if you ask. But first you must take off your mask. When you're backs turned I've decided. I'll throw it away just like I did. Find yourself another place to fall. Find yourself up against another brick wall. See yourself as a fallen angel. Well I don't see no holes in the road but you. Find another place to fall. Well I don't see no holes in the road but you. Find another place to fall. Well I don't see no holes in the road but you. Find another place to fall. Well I don't see no holes in the road but you. Find another place to fall