[Verse 1]
You got the eyes of a vulture
As you gaze from your meaningless throne
And the pain that you've been selling
I'd rather die before I own

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I'll call you a doctor or find you a priest
'Cause no one can save you, and you won't get no peace
I've felt your displeasure, and girl, I used to relate
So don't hand me no anger - I'll be crushed by the weight, yeah

[Chorus]
That's the high price of hate
That's the high price of hate, little girl
Lord, what's the cost of my fate?

[Verse 2]
She'll lay you wide open
Like a surgical knife
I've watched it take over
What's left of your miserable life

[Pre-Chorus 2]
She'll live on deception, your pleasures long dead
Your soul is left bleeding from the lies that you spread
Don't pull on my collar, I won't rise to debate
Don't ask me for comfort - you're a lifetime too late
[Chorus]
That's the high price of hate, little girl
That's the high price of hate - hey!
Lord, what cost is my fate, baby? Whoa

[Bridge]
There's a storm overhead
Will it ever end, baby?
It's all inside of your head
Is it gonna end?

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
That's the high price, that's the high price of hate
Yeah, Lord, that's the high price of hate
Girl, I hope I ain't asking too late
[?]
That's the high price of hate, yeah yeah
That's the high price of hate - oh no, yeah
Yeah, who gonna, who gonna, who's gonna compensate?

[Outro]
(That's the high price of hate)
(And I guess it's the cost of my fate, baby...)
[Guitar/Organ/Bass Solo]

Lord, cut me like a surgical knife!
Little girl, guess it's the cost of my fate
I wanna know, I wanna know
Who's gonna, who's gonna, who's gonna compensate?
Oh, little girl! Hope I ain't askin' too late
Lord, Lord, Lord, oh Lord!