If half of what I'm saying, of what I'm saying is true Will you rub my head, make it all shiny and new? And you drag my coat tails, drag my coat tails down I'll be the only cold-assed king around If you wait, I'll give all my aches to you Take the chance, to ignore what you're going through My cold hand is there for you to take (can I fall down?) I'm your Berlin Chair, won't you lean on me 'til I break?
I'll ignore each golden, dragging kissing you On the blankest face that you ever had to forgive If you see my failings, see my failings through I'm the re-run that you'll always force yourself to sit through If you wait, I'll give all my aches to you Take a chance, to ignore what you're going through My cold hand is there for you to take (can I fall down?) I'm your Berlin Chair, won't you lean on me 'til I break? It's too late It's too late It's too late