Tom Waits

You’re the head on the spear You’re the nail on the cross You’re the fly in my beer You’re the key that got lost You’re the letter from jesus On the bathroom wall You’re mother superior In only a bra You’re the same You’re the same You’re the same kind of bad as me You’re…

If you don’t want these arms to hold you If you don’t want these lips to kiss you If you found someone new Put me back in the crowd Put the sun behind the clouds Put me back in the crowd There’s a battle going on between the blue and the grey And if you…