Pretty things he whispered.
Soulless, though I am: the Lesson Learned.
Nothing's for free, baby, nothing's for free
Do you want to know the price of hanging with me?
Do you want to know what it feels like to be a liar?
I'll sell you the experience for a dollar and your soul
A dollar and your soul is all it takes
And you too can lie to the world
You can blame your bad nature on those who have hurt you
Noone will question your pain
Play the part of the wronged, the helpless, the saint
Dress up when you're feeling down, make wounds with paint
The rest of the time, make them laugh, why not?
All the world does love a clown...
Do you want to know what it feels like to be a sinner?
I can sell you a taste -- for a dollar and your soul
A dollar and your soul is the asking price
For a life consumed with delicious vice
You can blame all the hurt you've caused on moodswings and withdrawl
Being at the top of your game includes losing it all
A cloud of smoke can be your escape
Accept no responsibility for the messes you've made
Do you want to know what it's like to be humbled?
I got your answers right here... for dollar and your soul
Put your name on the line, you'll never know just how divine it is
To let someone hollow you, swallow you whole
You can wake up one day, stoned and confused
Manipulated, rejected, toyed with, abused
And just when you're wondering what's left to lose
I'll come along and reclaim these old shoes
With your dollar and soul, I'll be on my way
And leave you to hurt someone like I did this day
Nothing's for free, baby, nothing's for free
Do you want to know the price of hanging with me?
Do you want to know what it feels like to be a liar?
I'll sell you the experience for a dollar and your soul
A dollar and your soul is all it takes
And you too can lie to the world
You can blame your bad nature on those who have hurt you
Noone will question your pain
Play the part of the wronged, the helpless, the saint
Dress up when you're feeling down, make wounds with paint
The rest of the time, make them laugh, why not?
All the world does love a clown...
Do you want to know what it feels like to be a sinner?
I can sell you a taste -- for a dollar and your soul
A dollar and your soul is the asking price
For a life consumed with delicious vice
You can blame all the hurt you've caused on moodswings and withdrawl
Being at the top of your game includes losing it all
A cloud of smoke can be your escape
Accept no responsibility for the messes you've made
Do you want to know what it's like to be humbled?
I got your answers right here... for dollar and your soul
Put your name on the line, you'll never know just how divine it is
To let someone hollow you, swallow you whole
You can wake up one day, stoned and confused
Manipulated, rejected, toyed with, abused
And just when you're wondering what's left to lose
I'll come along and reclaim these old shoes
With your dollar and soul, I'll be on my way
And leave you to hurt someone like I did this day