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Şarkı Sözleri How many time do I have to lie Before you believe me? And how many time do you have to beat me Before I learn how to play? And where are the authorities When you need somebody blown away And how many arrows do I have to suffer Before I'm a martyr? Is it true that you have to do good Before people will Pay for a look at your bones? You've got to be kidding me Does this mean that I'll never be a saint? With my pockets full of platitudes And my dusty crown of thorns Yeah it's used but barely worn And I have crawled broke and desperate Through the dumpsters of the Lord And once I was an ugly sea