I left my house this morning with your photo in my pocket boiling coffee in my gullet and my coat still full of rain from our meeting at midnight where you gave me all my stuff back a signed photograph, a fashion shot you said chivalry wasn't dead, that's good.
a pack of dogs followed me home so I gave them all my jackets they promised to protect me they said they were from hell, whatever that is I pay them by the hour but they've got all the power cos I'm so cheap they'll probably kill me in my sleep
I'd lay awake and dream or at least wake with a jolted scream but I've been keeping myself busy at work and I've joined the basketball team oh yeah I've always played, it's what I'm like ever since I was a child several plusses including that I now sleep much better keeps my mind off suicide
can you pick me up mary and take me home? I love you from the marrow of my bones can you pick me up mary and take me home I love you from the marrow of my bones...