Fade To Gold

SAID SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH A BULL FIGHTER OVER IN SPAIN
I CRIED SO HARD
COULD’NT REMEMBER MY NAME
AND WHAT I DON’T KNOW
I GUESS I DON’T MIND
CAUSE I’VE ALWAYS BEEN A MARTYR IN MY OWN MIND
AND I COULDN’T BE SAVED
FROM WHAT I CRAVE
TRADED MY WINGS FOR THE CHAINS
OF A SLAVE
AND THEN I’LL FADE
FADE TO GOLD
BY THE CUT OF HER COAT THE DIAMONDS ON HER THROAT AND HER POISON PEN
I’M BLEEDING TO DEATH ON THE FLOOR AND IT LOOKS LIKE THE END
AND WHAT I DON’T KNOW
GUESS I DON’T MIND
CAUSE I’VE ALWAYS BEEN A MARTYR
JUMPING ON YOUR LAND MINES
AND I COULDN’T BE SAVED
FROM WHAT I CRAVE
TRADED MY WINGS FOR THE CHAINS
OF A SLAVE
AND THEN I’LL FADE
FADE TO GOLD
NOW THE RED CAPE SLIPS
THE BULL FIGHTER TRIPS AND FALLS TO THE GROUND
THE CROWD IS ALL STANDING
BUT NOBODY IS MAKING A SOUND
AND WHAT I DON’T KNOW
GUESS I DON’T MIND
CAUSE I’LL ALWAYS BE A MARTYR
TAKING YOU BACK TIME AFTER TIME
AND I COULDN’T BE SAVED
FROM WHAT I CRAVE
TRADED MY WINGS FOR THE CHAINS
OF A SLAVE
LORD THEN I’LL FADE