He's not afraid of your judgement
He knows of horrors worse than your Hell
He's a little bit afraid of dying
But he's a lot more afraid of your lying.
And the things that he fears
Are a weapon to be held against him.
And the things that he fears
Are a weapon to be held against him…
Can any part of life — be larger than life?
Even love must be limited by time
And those who push us down that they might climb —
Is any killer worth more than his crime?
