A poet in pain
I can make a million out of you
An umbrella in the rain

Ain't gonna make the guns fall through

People want you to hurt

See you tossing and turning
In the cheap soaking wet


So you want me to bleed for you
When my wounds finally started to heal.
So you want me to cry for you

When I smile, when my tears just dried.
So you want me to die for you,
When my will to live never been stronger.

So you want me to sign for you,
As long as I can $$#ure you to bleed


A transvestite in trouble, gee
We can make a double CD
People want to see blood,

To see 'em messed up like a Kurt Cobain
Are you insane?
You underestimate my mates

No, Pablo Diablo, let's celebrate your pain

So you want me to bleed for you

When my wounds finally started to heal.
So you want me to cry for you
When I smile, when my tears just dried.

So you want me to die for you,
When my will to live never has been stronger.
So you want me to sign for you,

As long as I can $$#ure you to bleed

You're the sharp teeth tiger

And I'm the little, tiny squeaking mouse in your mouth
And I'm a genius in jeans
And a stealing shark

'Cause you gave me nothing but a writer's block
Always the same, oh my, this is the place where good taste goes to die


So you want me to bleed for you
When my wounds finally started to heal.
So you want me to cry for you

When I smile, when my tears just dried.
So you want me to die for you,
When my will to live never has been stronger.

So you want me to sign for you,
As long as I can $$#ure you to bleed