I didn't know what a brute I was
I dipped my cigarette and rode the bus
Vengeance built me hastily

And I dragged a clanging notion
I was nobody, nobody
Nobody


All I had was my invention
And my love invented all of you

Oh look what thoughts can do
What thoughts can do
If you're not run-out, dead and buried

You're most certifiably married
Oh married


I'm sure you're sleeping sound
With a mistress of the hours
The hours are grimed, your life to death

Your easy loves, you keep like path
Denied them, you are powerless
Whatever keeps you sleeping through the night


I'm not the man you thought I was


My love has never lived indoors
I had to drag it home by force
Hired hounds at both my wrists

Damp and bruised by strangers' kisses on my lips

But you're the one that I still miss

You're the one that I still miss
And it's ruthless that it comes as no surprise


I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am