I know you love the song but not the singer;
I know you've got me wrapped around your finger;
I know you want the sin without the sinner;
I know, I know.

I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know the last in line is always called a bastard;
I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know, I know.

I know you cut me loose from contradiction;
I know I'm all wrapped up in sweet attrition;
I know it's asking for your benediction;
I know, I know.

I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know the last in line is always called a bastard;
I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know, I know.

I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know the last in line is always called a bastard;
I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know, I know.