I don't know what else to do I would rather do anything Than write this song for you And perpetuate this thing In my head, in my living room With the usual arsenal Of broken chords and rusty strings To surrender all
And I don't like to be so weak Retreating behind these lines The same old tongue-in-cheek Regretting that both are mine And I don't like to live this way This is really true But I know better than to pray now About what I just have to learn to do But imagine the nerve of god Letting me let you in And I thought I could let you go in grace I've gotta think again
Because right now I would be bought And sold To see your face somewhere I would sell your sweet soul Just to touch your crazy black gold hair I don't care what's really real I was someone that you'd heard of I saw heaven in your eyes And we made a deal And that's what I know of love
Music, it never goes But I told you I hate that shit When people say'well you know You got a song out of it' But I don't know what else to do I would rather be anywhere Than here without you
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