I don't know what else to do

I would rather do anything

Than write this song for you

And perpetuate this thing

In my head, in my living room

With the usual arsenal

Of broken chords and rusty strings

To surrender all



And I don't like to be so weak

Retreating behind these lines

The same old tongue-in-cheek

Regretting that both are mine

And I don't like to live this way

This is really true

But I know better than to pray now

About what I just have to learn to do

But imagine the nerve of God

Letting me let you in

And I thought I could let you go in grace

I've gotta think again



Because right now I would be bought

and sold

To see your face somewhere

I would sell your sweet soul

Just to touch your crazy black gold hair

I don't care what's really real

I was someone that you'd heard of

I saw heaven in your eyes

And we made a deal

And that's what I know of love



Music, it never goes

But I told you I hate that shit

When people say"well you know

You got a song out of it"

But I don't know what else to do

I would rather be anywhere

Than here without you