Boy, you get my guts tied up in such a twisted noisy ruckus
Heaven sent that you are, wouldn't lift a claw or cut me off, cause
Rambling as I ever am I shamble to your chair and stables
Watch you all enraptured as you shuffle cards and stutter fables
Break my habit, you're my habit
I'd trade my limbs for one of you
Two legs for two lips, now I'd say that's a fair trade, wouldn't you?
Drop my habit, you're my habit
I'd trade my habit to get you back
And I'm like a fool without a calling, like a heartsick fool
Boy, you like to play the martyr, but if I pray a little harder
If I close the window and come back here when I'm not so sober
If I said it plainly, not in riddle rhymes all cagey
Would you answer with a smile made of brackets, or look at me strangely?
Break my habit, you're my habit
I'd trade my limbs for one of you
Two legs for two lips, now I'd say that's a fair trade, wouldn't you?
Drop my habit, you're my habit
I'd trade my habit to get you back
And it's you and I again just writing, shiftless, click clack clicking, grinning
Like a fool without a calling
Like a heartsick fool
(A heartsick fool)
(Heartsick fool)
(A heartsick fool)
Boy, you're on the floor
And on my fingers, dripping from my kisses
Eyes so vacant
Would you hate it
If I said you look delicious?
The laughter dies and rots inside me
Brother, it is you all over
Stay beside me here and guide me
Unrequited would-be lover
Took my miracle, you're my miracle
Trade my brains for one of you
Two gods for two voices
I'd say that's a fair trade, wouldn't you?
Need a miracle, you're my miracle
I'd trade a miracle to get you back,
And I'm left without a friend
Soaked to the bone and backwards bent
I'm seeing shades, screaming repent your sickness
Leave it here for lent
Now witness
Here, a fool, without a calling
I'm a heartsick fool
Still the fool without a calling
Still a fucking fool