Well, I got shot right in the back,
And you weren't there, you weren't there
I said I was never coming back,
And you weren't there, you weren't there
When I thought the islands were under attack,
You weren't there, you weren't there
When I saw the bedroom, wasn't too sure,
'Cause you weren't there, you weren't there
And if God is what we made
Cut their hands on the needles
Don't get high on what you create
Well, I saw the geyser turn into death
And you weren't there, you weren't there
It all was so tragic, we made it on time,
'Cause you weren't there, you weren't there
When they lost their maps, boy's wind blew south
You were there, you were there
When I was out on the town, the town
And I needed it, needed it
And if love is what they gave,
Turn the wives into heroes
Don't get high on what you create
Or it might just steal you
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