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