I met you at Paco’s party Joe Cruel with cognac in your glass You smiled and I liked the look of your teeth By daybreak they were buried in my ass (wahoo) They said you would treat me badly That you played all women for fools But I’m the kind of girl who jumps up on the table And then hands you the tools I said:
Here goes nothing Here’s my heart for you to flog Here’s my heart on a silver platter Just leave some scraps for the dog Here goes nothing Though I know I’m gonna cry I never pass up a chance to suffer So let’s give this a try
I see you at a party three years later And you don’t seem so proud Among skeezers and greasers who keep heads in their freezers You look right at home in that crowd Now you say you want to love me again Smiling as you hand me the bong You must think I’m crazy to do this again And you wouldn’t be wrong (wahoo)
Yeah, I’m gonna cry again, gonna fry again Gonna get my hair caught in your fly again Come on baby, strap me to the grill And drive me round the bend again Here goes nothing But you gotta understand This time when I step off this ledge I’m holding tight to your hand I’m saying:
Here goes nothing Over the side we go Only one love to give So look out below