Fool

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.