it took a lost weekend in a hotel in amsterdam
and double pneumonia in a single room
and the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
are you laughing at me now?
may i please laugh along with you?
this morning i woke up from a deep
unquiet sleep
with ashtray clothes and this lonely heart's pen
with which i wrote for you a lovesong in tattoo upon my palm
'twas stolen from me when jesus took my hand
you see i
i wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it
drop me and i'll fall to pieces
too easily
i was a king bee with a head full of attitude
wore my heart on my sleeve like a stain
and my aim was taboo
you
could we meet in the marketplace
did i ever hey please
did you wound my knees?
you see i
i wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it
drop me and i'll fall to pieces
yeah too easily
there's nobody else to blame
i hang my head in a crying shame
there is nobody else to blame
nobody else except my sweet self
it took a lost weekend in a hotel in amsterdam
twenty four gone years to conclude in tears
and the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
are you laughing at me now
may i please laugh along?
i was a king bee with a head full of attitude
an ashtray heart on my sleeve
wounded knees
and my one love song was a tattoo upon my palm
you wrote upon me when you took my hand
you see i
i wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it
drop me and i'll fall to pieces too easily
too easily
too easily