I am lost in my Confessions Tour
I am Madonna but I haven’t the power
In me lives an alien and I can’t stand these walls of imagination
My creations start to consume me and I am exposed
My powers are vanquishing
A single mind or society isn’t enough to bear what
my existence is now able to produce
I can’t get no satisfaction,
nor can I stop till I get enough
But yes! I am so tired and damned
Spar me this burden, please
Be careful with what your children listen to.
You wouldn’t want a Maria Magdalena
lost without knowing how to love.
