Help me, honey, 'cause I can't see Love's lungs are blowing teargas at me Ambulance sirens are screaming my name And I'm all hopped up on yesterday London, Paris, why won't you have me My tongue's in the air, my head's on your knees I know you're married, yeah, I know your pain Your finger's been strangled by a cheap promise ring
I read the bible and I understand I was bored by heaven in the holy land
At your wedding reception I started drinking To say all the things that I had been thinking There's too many songs and nothing to dance to The future is putrid, I'm useless without you Jesus and Mary held a seance for me But I wasn't dead, I was just in Philly I felt like Anton Lavey on his true blue deathbed At St. Mary's hospital scratching his head
I read the bible and I understand I was bored by heaven in the holy land I read the bible and I understand I don't care about hell or the eternally damned
Always remember to never forget, You shouldn't dry out without first getting wet