painted parade

painted parade

a slave to the trade

can't sleep in the bed that you've made

daddy was wrong

you could have been strong

but you've been alone far too long

you'll never be pure

yes madam

yes sir

you've always obeyed

to be sure

feet to the fire

they call you a liar

this cannot be what you desire

council the weak

they think you're a freak

a future that's hopelessly bleak

confused by success

your life is a mess

yet they can convince you you're blessed

don't come with me

i won't set you free

'cause that's not where you need to be

and no

i'm not confused

although you're abused

i see it's this life that you choose

painted parade

a slave to the trade

can't sleep in the bed that you've made

daddy was wrong

you could have been strong

but you've been alone far too long

you'll never be pure

yes madam

yes sir

you've always obeyed

to be sure

feet to the fire

they call you a liar

this cannot be what you want