It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam

And double pneumonia in a single room

And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine

Are you laughing at me now?

May I please laugh along with you? This morning I woke up from a deep, unquiet sleep

With ashtray clothes and this lonely hearts pen

With which I wrote for you a love song in tattoo, upon my palm

'Twas stolen from me when Jesus took my hand

You see I, I wouldn't say it if I didnt mean it

Drop me and Ill fall to pieces so easily I was a king bee with a head full of attitude

Wore my heart on my sleeve like a stain

And my aim was to prove you

Could remain in the marketplace

Did I ever, hey please, did you wound my knees?

You see I, I wouldnt say it if I didnt mean it

Drop me and Ill fall to pieces, yeah too easily Theres nobody else to blame

I hang my head in a crying shame

There is nobody else to blame

Nobody else 'cept my sweet self It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam

Twenty-four gone years to conclude in tears

And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine

Are you laughing at me now?

May I please laugh along? I was a king bee with a head full of attitude

An ashtray heart on my sleeve, wounded knees

And my one love song was a tattoo upon my palm

You wrote upon me when you took my hand

You see I, I wouldnt say it if I didnt mean it

Drop me and Ill fall to pieces too easily

Too easily, too easily