Make them all just shut up -
those ignorant spectators
shouting advise and abuse
when they haven't got a clue.

Because I've walked this road before,
and, though the pain is just as bad,
I don't need this anymore -
this constant throng
of people telling me I'm wrong
and making a song
and a dance of a subject
that needn't bother me at all.

I've made mistakes in my past
and I'll make them in the future -
so why should this one be different?
It's a mistake I know well
and though each time the Hell
is just as bad as the last,
it's a mistake that feels like home.

So I don't need your advise or abuse,
all you spectators
who don't have a clue.