Cause I can't be alone just yet, you're the only good thing that I've got left, I know I've got my problems still but I swear it's real and I swear I will, you know you can't ever expect too much but we can live here with the common touch.
Hey, now tell me this, can these days and nights coexist, a million pieces in my mind, every damn thing and the exact same time, it always seems like the same old dream my legs don't work and I can't speak and my heart is hanging on a string.
And we fall and fall and fall and fall with our heads soaked up in alcohol, one hand on my cigarette, a probably got no good move left, I've been fifty-eight since I was seventeen, I've got ninety nine problems but one ain't me.
Every night I'm lying here, the world crashing through my ears, I always hear the same damn thing, "You can't live your life hanging on a string." He's always saying "stop complaining, you really can't ever expect to much, boy, you were born with a common touch."
I could tell you that you're all I've ever wanted, dear, I can utter every word you've ever hoped to hear, I shudder when I think i might not be here forever.
I could tell you that you're all ive ever wanted, dear, through the din of your breathing while you're sleeping here, you wake and you ask me if I'm gonna be here forever.











