(L. cohen & j. lissauer) I came so far for beauty I left so much behind My patience and my family My masterpiece unsigned I thought I'd be rewarded For such a lonely choice And maybe he would answer To such a hopeless voice I practiced all my sainthood I gave to one and all But the rumours of my virtue They moved him not at all I changed my style to silver I changed my clothes to black And where I would surrender Now I would attack I stormed the old casino For the money and for the flesh And I myself decided What was rotten, what was fresh And men to do my bidding And broken bones to teach The value of my pardon The shadow of my reach But no, I could not touch him With such a heavy hand His star beyond my order His nakedness unmanned I came so far for beauty I left so much behind My patience and my family My masterpiece unsigned