It took a while but drove me senseless Now they say I’m not “compos mentis” Little wonder I’m still hearing it all Staring off from the guilt free on the wall That’s what it happens when you mess with matches: Everything should reduce to ashes Now I’m lost and broken hearted My dreams have barely started You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind I know you’re gone but you’re never out of my mind Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind My memory’s photographic Some of those images stop the traffic It wasn’t me, it wasn’t you The feel I had was nothing new I’m not guilty but I’m conscious, of that lead weight on my conscience Another thing I have to mention, sadly there’s no redemption You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind I know you’re gone but you’re never out of my mind Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind Oh, what a lonely life Oh, what a lonely life You never gonna drive those demons out of my mind I know you’re gone but you’re never out of my mind Still see those pictures of hell that sent me out of my mind