Artistic Condition Songtext

I'm sorry that I lied
I always thought I could run and hide
Always thought if you learned to fall in love my dear
I could learn to be sincere
And I could learn to stay put here

We're all addicted to pain and fame
We walk and we search for space and gain
And I told them I could do it all, my dear, and without love
Cause this ambition made me tough