Missing Fingers

Wear something red and sexy

So I won't know it's you

It's been so long that I have

Forgotten what to do

Do I pick up the whole bill

Or split between the two

How will you ever see my scars?

Tourette's is a disease that makes you tell the truth

I have contracted it in the last days of my youth

What about those missing fingers

Think they've made lesser men

Grip hold of casted metal

Lets suck on our champagne

If I become a cripple what use will I be then

I can not even play guitar

Tourettes four letter words

Like life and love and lust

And at the base of it a thick layer of trust

Your wounded heart will heal if you don't let it rust

So love

And a little later

All of my thoughts

Are lost in the cross fire

And I'm tied in knots

Crossed my heart for you

But I got it all confused

What's a boy to do

Find it hard

Must be hard for you

Must it hard

Must be hard

I said it's hard

Must be hard

So much for that

So much for that

So much for that

So much for that

So...

So...

So...

I'll let you go

I'll let you go

I'll let you go

I'll let you go

I'll let you go

I'll let you go