It took a lost
weekend in a hotel
in Amsterdam and
double pneumonia
in a single room
And the sickest joke
Was the price of
the medicine
Are you laughing at
me now. May I please
laugh along with you
This morning I woke up
from a deep
unquiet sleep
With ashtray clothes
and miss lonelyheart's
pen with which I wrote
for you a love song in
tattoo upon my palm
'Twas stolen from me
when Jesus
took my hand
You see I
I wouldn't say it
if I didn't mean it
Drop me and I'll fall
to pieces
So easily
I was a king bee
with a head full
of attitude
Wore my heart on my
sleeve like a stain
And my aim was
to taboo you
Could we meet in
the marketplace
Did I ever hey please
did you wound my
knees. You see I
I wouldn't say it
if I didn't mean it
Drop me and
I'll fall to pieces yes
It's too easy
There's nobody
else to blame
Well I hang my head
in a crying shame
There is nobody else
to blame
Nobody else except
my sweet self
Ah yeah
It took a lost weekend
in a hotel in Amsterdam
Twenty four gone years
to conclude in tears
That the sickest joke
Was the price
of the medicine
Are you laughing at
me now. May I
please laugh along
I was a king bee
with a head
full of attitude
An ashtray heart
on my sleeve
Wounded knees
And my one love song
Was a tattoo
upon my palm
You wrote upon me
when you took my hand
You see I
I wouldn't say it if
I didn't mean it
Drop me and I'll
fall to pieces
too easily
Too easily
Too easily