imperfect tense
turner, frank
naked and retched and retching on a hotel bathroom floor
drenched in sweat and self-pity now
what to say in my defense
used to have such balance
but i don't know where it went
so won't you be my present sense
it's taking a long long time
to come down off this murderous medication
my reasons for running myself
into the ground with such dedication
what to say in my defense
used to have such balance
but i don't know where it went
so won't you be my present sense
of the better times and the things that can be
like the diamonds in the mediterranean sea
or the beatings and sleeping and times that i took
and of washing the drink and the drugs from my blood
and i've nothing to say in my defense
i'm far from perfect i'm still tense
they say that love can change you once
please say that love can change me once