No matter where you stand
This principle is true
No matter what the cost
It all comes back to you
When you've played your hand
And you've had your turn
All the matches gone
There's nothing left to burn
Where is your soul now
Where is your soul now
Where'd you see it last
Can you get it back
Where do you go
What do you say
When you're cornered good
And can't run away
When all that gold
Becomes a pile of trash
And in your dirty hands
Love turns to ash
Where is your soul now
Where is your soul now
Where'd you see it last
Can you get it back
Does it make you angry
Does it bring you down
Do you ever remember
Well then turnaround
Speak up…speak to me
Hold on… hold on to me
Or walk away and... Leave me alone
You felt pristine
Standing over there
Teeth wet and white
Ready to tear
Oh I'd bleed for you
Like I did before
But dramatic gestures
Never open doors
We never leave the room
We're always standing there
Naked and bruised
Hands in the air
Where is our soul now
Where is our soul now
Where'd we see it last
Can we get it back
Where is our soul now
Where is our soul now
Where'd we see it last
Can we get it back
Then turnaround, turnaround
Turnaround, turnaround
