King Creosote
Cockle Shell
I’m sleepless with my self inflicted hellI’m supposed to love you, mind, body and soulI’ve gotten caught up on another and anotherI’ve gotten caught up on the demonsAnd I know them all to wellI’m opened eyed, slack jawed, a cockle shellI’ve likely punched myself below the beltI’ve gotten caught up on another and anotherAll pretty maids in a rowWithout a silver bellI’m quite contrary, MaryYou won’t share meYou’re much too easy, girlI’m an airhead, MildredYou won’t spare meGuillotine me if you willYou won’t share meMuch too easyYou won’t spare meMuch rather kill meChoke me, blind me, cut off my hands
From Letras Mania