i built another temple to a stranger/ i gave away my heart to the rushing wind
i set my course to run right into danger/ sought the company of fools instead of friends

you know i've been unfaithful/ lovers in lines/ while you're turning over tables
with the rage of a jealous kind/ i chose the gallows to the aisle/ thought the love would never find/ hanging ropes will never keep you/ and your love of a jealous kind/ love of a jealous kind

tried to jump away from rock that keeps on spreading/ for solace in the shift of the sinking sand/ i'd rather feel the pain all too familiar/ than be broken by a lover i don't understand/ 'cause i don't understand

one hundred other lovers, more, one hundred other altars/ if i should slow my pace and finally subject me to grace/ and love that shames the wise, betrays the heart's deceit and lies/ and breaks the back of foolish pride

-joc