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 were 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

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
I'd 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