You always come to the parties To pluck the feathers off all the birds On your knees I will not beg you please I want your picture but not your words You know they want it but there's no verse On your own But you cannot call it your all We always run our heads too much We know the reason, but such and such On your own You will not catch your unkown We run our fingers together You know it's easy the devil's plan On your own You cannot call me your heart Jack of all trades Master of none Cry all the time Cause I'm not having fun You always want to be forgiven The devil does what you ask of him On your knees But you cannot; you will not agree