Princess cards she sends me with her regards

Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard

Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted

To her Cheshire smile, I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted

But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts

Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back

You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks

You said, "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks"

But they're not what I came for, and I'm sure you see that too (CHORUS) I came for you, for you, I came for you

But you did not need my urgency

I came for you, for you, I came for you

But your life was one long emergency

And your cloud line urges me

And my electric surges free Crawl into my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak

Reveal yourself all now to me, girl, while you've got the strength to speak

'Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue with their oxygen masks

But I could give it all to you now, if only you could ask

And don't call for your surgeon, even he says it's too late

It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate

Don't give me my money, honey, I don't want it back

You and your pony face and your Union Jack

Well, take your local joker and teach him how to act

I swear I was never that way, even when I really cracked

Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive

Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound?

And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive

You could laugh and cry in a single sound And your strength is devastating in the face of all these odds

Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the god? You were not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach

Remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach

And the band, they played the homecoming theme as I caressed your cheek

That ragged, jagged melody, she still clings to me like a leech

But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way

Like a little girl with a trophy so soft to buy her way

We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar

Of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore

So you left to find a better reason than the one we were living for

And it's not that nursery mouth that I came back for

It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor

'Cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors

And who am I to ask you to lick my sores?

And you should know that's true (REPEAT CHORUS)