I used to make it through with the image of youWe could start a family being what we used to beAm I to blame for the advent of pain, dear?I'll suck the venom from your skin, yeah, but you won't let me in, noI don't understand all that, I don't get a lotA little bit from each remix, it may be taking onBut the little bit that does it is the bit I need the most fromWhy am I the only one to do anything about it?I'm feeling for a pulse, but the skin is gone, I'll call itI ain't a doctor or a medic, but I'm making up the restI ain't a doctor or a medic, but I'm making up the restAnd you're getting older and I'm getting older, yeahUse me, pull me, any way you pleaseIt's the flicker of a grin that brings me back to you againIf I look away, will it slowly slip into my face?The little bit you give it, it may not be enoughBut the little bit you hold in it, it keeps me aliveI don't understand all that, I don't get a lot from youI don't understand all thatI fill my belly every day just to keep my beat goingIf I hate the enemy, then who am I anyway?The little bit I have to give, I give it all upThe little bit you keep it, that's what I've been thinking ofThe little bit I have to give, that's what I've been thinking of