Wear something red and s**y
So I won't know it's you
It's been so long that I have
Forgotten what to do
Do I pick up the whole bill
Or split between the two
How will you ever see my scars?
Tourette's is a disease that makes you tell the truth
I have contracted it in the last days of my youth
What about those missing fingers
Think they've made lesser men
Grip hold of casted metal
Lets s** on our champagne
If I become a cripple what use will I be then
I can not even play guitar
Tourettes four letter words
Like life and love and lust
And at the base of it a thick layer of trust
Your wounded heart will heal if you don't let it rust
So love
And a little later
All of my thoughts
Are lost in the cross fire
And I'm tied in knots
Crossed my heart for you
But I got it all confused
What's a boy to do
Find it hard
Must be hard for you
Must it hard
Must be hard
I said it's hard
Must be hard
So much for that
So...
I'll let you go