Lyric Stolen Sidewalk

I m a junkie.
I m a whore.
That s what you always called me.
I am raw,
an open sore.
I ache to remind me...

I m a weakling,
you are strong.
Pick me up from where I lay.
Here on a stolen sidewalk.
Baby, don t make me beg...

I m religious once again.
We all are before we die...
and I am so sick to death.
Wasted tears I cry.
And who said love would always mend,
and fill the emptiness again.
Should light a single candle...
make a prayer in my name.

I m a weakling,
you are strong.
Pick me up from where I lay.
Here on a stolen sidewalk.
Baby, don t make me beg.
I am not right,
you re not wrong.
I can t last another day.
Here on a stolen sidewalk.
Baby, don t make me beg...

The closest thing I found to heaven,
is sitting here, talking to you...
I m the queen of western paradise,
don t you know,
nothing left for me to do.

I m a weakling,
you are strong.
Pick me up from where I lay.
Here on a stolen sidewalk.
Baby, don t make me beg.
I am not right,
you re not wrong.
I can t last another day.
Here on a stolen sidewalk.
Baby, don t make me beg...