I'll get tired of the heart attacks
Every time it rings
I'll put myself on the waiting list

And get it all cleared up
You're the one with the attitude
Don't try and make me out

To be the root of the evil in
The whole rotten affair


Lie back and suffer now
We've both earned our reward


Buried deep in the telegram
I'm sure I never got
Was any clue of the whereabouts

Of all the things I'd lost
Just because you were right before
Doesn't mean you're right

To make up now would just vindicate
Every doubt I had


It's not as simple as
How much you think you care
You would never know

When to take the hint
Broken glass aside
My feelings stay the same

Covered head to toe
In blood and fear and spite