I don't want songs of mermaids
I don't want lumps in throats
I don't want to dance with the grief
because I'm afraid of stepping it
I don't want to know what I'm talking about
I don't want to beat about the bush
I don't want to know as devil
what escapes to my notice as an old man¹
I don't know any commandments
beyond the tip of my nose
that's why my soul is patched
and full of scars and I have an old heart
mistreated with stretch marks for mixing
grief with so little joy
I have a vein out of order in my heart
which is very ill and it loads when I see you my love
I have a vein out of order
and this love song that has expired
I don't want to throw in the towel
nor die in a stage
I want to come when you go
and see my name in your diary.
Being like a bald man who shaves
his head always
because he prefers to sit alone
rather than be spured by certainty
I don't know any commandments
beyond the tip of my nose
that's why my soul is patched
and full of scars and I have an old heart
mistreated with stretch marks for mixing
grief with so little joy
I have a vein out of order in my heart
which is very ill and it loads when I see you my love
I have a vein out of order
and this love song that has expired
I have a vein out of order in my heart
which is very ill and it loads when I see you my love
I have a vein out of order
and this love song that has expired
I don't know why you're always in my blood
I've tried the bottom and I don't like how it tastes
Lights of my dark side don't switch on
My main sin if not to leave any
I have a vein out of order in my heart
which is very ill and it loads when I see you my love
I have a vein out of order
and this love song that has expired
I have a vein out of order in my heart
which is very ill and it loads when I see you my love
I have a vein out of order
and this love song that has expired