Is that enough? I think it's over   See, everything has changed   And all this hatred may just make me strong enough to walk away      They may chase me to the ends of the earth   But I've got you, babe   And they may strip me of the things that I've worked for   But I've had my say, babe      So hear me now, I've enough of these chains   I know they're of my making   No one else to blame for where I stand today      I've no memory of truth   But suddenly the audience is so cruel   So God, hey God, you know why I'm through, through      I guess it's tough, I guess I'm older   And everything must change   And all this cruelty and money instead of love   People, have we no shame?      They may chase me to the ends of the earth   But I've got you, babe   And they may take away the things that I've worked for   But you'll pull me through, babe      It's so clear to me now, I've enough of these chains   Life is there for the taking   What kind of fool would remain in this, in this cheap gilded cage      I've no memory of truth   But suddenly the audience is so cruel   Oh God, I'm sorry      I think I'm through, I think I'm through   I think I'm, I know I'm