How many mistakes can I make before I start to see? How much love will it take to make me not wanna leave? How many tears can I cry before all my tears run dry? Will I ever be free? Will I ever be free? Lord, I wanna be free Well, I'm a broken writer, I'm a restless fighter, and I'm looking for a little hope I'm a shadowed thinker, I'm a one-eyed blinker at the end of his rope I'm a dead man walking, I'm a preacher talking about love and how to be free I'm a dying ghost with a heart like most, but Lord, ain't no one else like me Looking back at the promises that I could never keep I wonder if there was ever any truth at all in me Sometimes I wanna run away, go start over in another place But I'd never be free Lord, I'd never be free Well, I'm a broken writer, I'm a restless fighter, and I'm looking for a little hope I'm a shadowed thinker, I'm a one-eyed blinker at the end of his rope I'm a dead man walking, I'm a preacher talking about love and how to be free I'm a dying ghost with a heart like most, but Lord, ain't no one else like me I'm a broken writer, I'm a restless fighter, and I'm looking for a little hope I'm a shadowed thinker, I'm a one-eyed blinker at the end of his rope I'm a dead man walking, a preacher talking about love and how to be free Lord, I'm a dying ghost with a heart like most, but Lord Oh Lord, ain't no one else like me Yeah, no one else like me No one else like me Oh, oh, yeah No one else No one else No one else Nobody else Oh