Grand Hallway - Waltz On A Headache lyrics

I'm the harbinger of love I was made to lift you up Though you may not know my name You know my work In the rhymes you may have heard As a clue in the sunday crosswords Though the answer is obscure My face is clear I'm the harbinger of love I've been known to f** you up In the way that gasoline can k** a headache What a headache I'll save you a trip if you save me a beer I'll reappear when you want me to Yea, that's what i'll do What a headache What a headache... Love