So what if I was your lover
A thousand time before
You and all the others
Still doesn't make me a whore
Still doesn't make me yours
You try to say it's what happened, that you were there
Well so was I
You're mine, I know this now
I'll tell you something: you wear it so well
For a worn out splintered prison palace
Sister, you wear it so well

You're up here with angels
You look like hell
I'm not going down with you now
But baby, you wear it so well