Sympathy's in short supply
There's simply not enough
Lord, God above
Scratching at the bones
To find my diamond in the rough
Girl, I want you to care
But you fed me to the lions
You fed me to the lions
Oh, I'm black and blue
You've abandoned me
To the lions
Oh, my love
So short the claws that scratched
At our disintegrating trust
Lord God above
With heavy head between my hands
Our diamonds turn to dust
Girl, I want you to care
But you fed me to the lions
You fed me to the lions
Oh, what can I do?
You've abandoned me
To the lions
Oh-oh, to the lions
Oh-oh, to the lions
Oh-oh, to the lions
[Bridge: I'm calling a ceasefire]
I'm begging you please sign
My petition for release
Girl, I want you to care
But you fed me to the lions
You fed me to the lions
Oh, what can I do?
You've abandoned me to…
Girl, I'd go anywhere
But you're casting me in irons
You're casting me in irons
Oh, I'm black and blue
You've abandoned me
To the lions
Oh-oh, to the lions
Oh-oh, to the lions
Oh-oh, to the lions
Oh-oh, to the lions
Oh-oh, to the lions
Writer(s): Martin Skarendahl, Irwin Sparkes, Alan Sharland, Sam Swallow
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