Lyrics:

Among the afflictions
With which I've been marked
I'm not so prententious
And not quite so dark
I get the feeling you're bored with me
And not through habit or frequency
Did your mother have you easily?
And if there's someplace else you'd rather be
Then go, then go
Then go, then go

Among the intentions
Which have been sought
Numbered and labeled
But none of them bought
I get the feeling you're testing me
You're saturated in urgency
You stick your probe in further
But you're still not pleased
And if there's someplace else you'd rather be
Then go, then go
Then go, then go

Then go, then go
Then go, then go

I would've lied for you
I would've cried for you
I crossed the line for you
I would've died for you...