Ran into water, right up to the neck To keep the head up, drank it all down, swallowed it back Don't believe in fighting, or love made out of free will There's a higher law up there somewhere, that laughs at every kill
There's no story to tell, my nose still bleeds Nobody here can give me better hell There's no story to tell No story to tell, see my nose still bleeds Nobody here can give me better hell Than you do, my dear
And hairs on my arm are rising The truth waiting for the kill The sensation of you being around Did more than memories ever will And tired of the longing So tired of the night I'm so tired of the listening To all the well, well-meant advice
I'll be the old man in the corner, to help you out of bed To feed you and to listen to the silence instead I'll be that wanted glass of water, when you're thirsty once again The only one still here that really gives a damn
When there's no story to tell, well, my nose still bleeds Nobody here can give me better hell, no story to tell There's no story to tell and my heart still bleeds Nobody here can give me bigger damn Than I do, my dear