I am intrinsically no good
I have a heart that`s made of wood
I am only biding time
Only reciting memerized lines
And I`m not fit to touch the hem of your garment
No no I`m not fit to touch the hem of your garment
I have no love but only goals
How very empty is my soul
It is a soul that feels no thrill
A soul that could easily kill
And I`m not fit to touch the hem of your garment
No no I`m not fit to touch the hem of your garment