Here it comes, another lonely night
I'm waking up in my clothes
I know this place is poison, but I'm coming back for a lethal dose
I got fist full of chances and a washed up angel to fill me up with bad advice
Sex and God and lust and I just hope that maybe I can get this right
'Cause I want and I need
Do you really want to see me bleed
'Cause I can't get nothin' from your secondhand heart
I get nothing from your secondhand heart
Filling pages with the same old secrets
I still want just you
Blackbird on a lonely wire
Do you think about me too?
I want something that I can hold onto
I don't care if it's wrong or right
Sex and God and lust and I just hope that maybe I can get this right
I end up every time just playing your twisted games
I light myself on fire and you just watch as I go up in flames
Artist: Bill Frisell
Artist: Kicking Harold