I?m so far from you Pacing up and my room Does Jesus love a man who loses? Turn on my There's some cat on the Laying down a litany of
The madhouse in my baby's eyes She rubs a lamp her thighs And hopes the comes out singing And she in some forgotten song And moves like she is strong Breathes steady as the pendulum swinging
You hold on to yourself
Well, rust and fall to ruin Factories close and go cruising In and the borders of her vision And she says, oh woah, woah, woah, As Jesus makes the flowers All around the of her collision
Oh you I would, yes, I would I hold on to yourself
'Cause in the middle of the I try my to chase outside The phantoms and the ghosts and the girls '1001 Nights' this she mutters, ?Open sesame? And 'Ali And His Forty Thieves' Launch her off the of the world
Well, you know one day come back And hold on to yourself, to yourself Oh yeah, on to yourself
Oh babe, I?m a thousand away And I don?t know what to say Jesus only loves a man who bruises But darling we can see It?s all and fire and lunacy And and excuses and excuses
Well, you if I could I would Yeah, I would lie down And I?d on to yourself
Yeah, I would lie right And I hold on to yourself One day come back to you And hold on to yourself
Yeah, I?m gonna come lie down And I?ll on to yourself Yeah, to yourself, self, to