Well, they're lining up
To mad dog your tilt-a-whirl
Three shots for a dollar
Win a real live doll
All the lies that you tell
I believe them so well
Take them back
Take them back to your red house
For that fearful leap into the dark
Oh, well I did my time
In the jail of your arms
Now Ophelia wants to know
Where she should turn
Tell me, what did you do
What did you do the last time?
Why don't you do that
Well, go on ahead and take this the wrong way
Time's not your friend
Do you cry, do you pray?
Do you wish them away?
Are you still leaving nothing
But bones in the way?
Did you bury the carnival
With the lions and all
Excuse me while I sharpen my nails
And just who are you, who are you this time?
You look rather tired
Are you pretending to love?
Well, I hear that it pays well
How do your pistol and your Bible and
Your sleeping pills go
Are you still jumping out of windows in expensive clothes?
Well I fell in love
With your sailor's mouth and your wounded eyes
You better get down on the floor
Don't you know this is war?
Tell me who are you this time?
Tell me who are you this time?
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