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