Don't attempt to explain this incredible strain

now confusion's become far too simple a word for it

is what you make

that's the usual mistake

if you're happy with pain you can take it from me



that they're all out to get you

they're painting your life in a permanent grey

they're all out to get you

it takes more than tears to get rid of the stains

sometimes



you're scared you might slip when you're holding a knife

lose your fingers or more in a lathe on the nightshift

you're scared that your babies

get born with no legs

you're so scared of death

you don't know what life is



so they're. . .

all out to get you, all over nothing

they're painting your life in a permanent way

they're all out to get you, but all out forgetting

it takes more than tears to get rid of the stains sometimes



until you accept that you're just like the others

you're a boy or a girl

then a man or a woman

and your clothes never fit

and your skin's the wrong colour

so you make do with fear

you get more than you need.



yes they're all out to get you, all over nothing

they're painting your life in a permanent grey

they're all out to get you, but all out for getting

it takes more than tears to get rid of the stains

sometimes



it takes more than tears

it takes more than tears

it takes more than tears

to get rid of the stains