While I drink this morning blood,
It's got a sour grip on me
I can hear that train approaching
To take me, silently
But I won't, go where I should,
For I'm scared, of what I'll find
And I'll lie, and say I love you
And let my train, go rolling by
'Cause people do, what they don't mean to do
And I will speak, in diagrams
Of a dream and of a poem
A building block to stand on,
Of a true love, rarely known
But it's thin, and made of wind
It's a leveling typhoon
And I'll lie, and say I love you
For it's the only thing to do
And people live,
How they don't mean to live
Giving up,
Is all you've got to give
Now I'm gray, and you are mean
And we're stuck in what we've learned
In my mind, I'm still a bandit
With an empire to overturn
But I'll sit, this table set,
Past the milk I'd rather throw
And just lie and say I love you
For it's the only thing I know.
And people do, what they don't mean to do
And people live, how they don't mean to live