In my head I am listening to this song...:
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 surely she would answer 
To such a very hopeless voice 
I practiced all my sainthood 
I gave to one and all 
But the rumours of my virtue, 
They moved her not at all 
I changed my style to silver 
I changed my clothes to black 
And where I would surrender, 
I would attack 
I stormed the old casino 
For the money and the flesh 
And I myself decided 
What was rotten and what was fresh 
And men to do my bidding 
And broken bones to teach 
The value of my pardon 
And the shadows of my reach 
But oh, I could not touch her 
With such a heavy hand 
Her star beyond my order 
Her nakedness unmanned