Where she walks, no flowers bloom He's the one I see right through She's the absinthe on my lip The splinter in my fingertip But who could do without you? And who could do without you? ♪ She's the sea I'm sinkin' in He's the ink under my skin Sometimes I can't tell where I am Where I leave off and he begins But who could do without you? And who could do without you? ♪ Oh, are we a pretty, pretty pair Yes, we are All, all the king's horses And all of his men Couldn't tear us apart Ohhhh Ahhh-ha-ah-ha Ohhhh ♪ Dancing with a ball and chain
Through it all we still remain Butterflies around the flame Till ashes, ashes, we fade away