I'm so tired of you, America
And that's all I need
I got a life to lead, America
I really need to know, after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood
Making my own way home
I'm gonna make it up for all of the Sunday Times
I'm going to a town
I got a soul to feed
Making my own way home
You took advantage of a world that loved you well
Tell me, do you really think you go to hell for having loved?
I'm so tired of you, America
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Making my own way home
I'm going to a town that has already been burned down
Ain't gonna be alone
I'm so tired of America
I'm so tired of America, I really need to know
I got a life to lead, America
That has already been burned down
I'm going to a town that has already been burned down
I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes
I got a life to lead
I got a life to lead
Songwriter: Rufus Wainwright
Tell me, and not for thinking every thing that you've done is good
I got a dream to heed
They never really seem to want to tell the truth
I may just never see you again or might as well
I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down
Ain't gonna be alone
I'm going to a place that is already been disgraced
Ain't gonna be alone