In through my veins, without brains,I involuntarily take what I need, then I bleedAnd it comes right back to meBut guts only eatAnd sometimes they repeat on youKeeping you on your toes or crouched above the loo That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heart Blood turns from blue into red'Cause of oxygen that it's fedAnd I turn back to blue,'Cause I'm losing you.But tummy just growlsNot real words, mostly vowelsAnd I always forget sometimes YGratification can cause constipationIf organs are left to die That's what you get whne you confuse your stomach with your heartThat's what you get whne you confuse your stomach with your heart I gained all this weight out of love, not hateI've got so much love to give (give me a break)I'd love to sleep in late, but that dessert looks great Was it something I said or was it? Or something I ate?Hearts beat in sync, beat in timeBeat in bodies like hers and mineBut I fed only one,And look what it's done:Cause I've run out of blood and I'm chewing my cudAnd the gastrointestinal festival's best of allThe cardiovascular questions they ask you areLess than the answers they give you like cancer and That's what you get when you confuse your stomach with your heartThat's what you get whne you confuse your stomach with your heart

I tend the wheat field that makes your breadI bind the sweet veal, pluck the hens that make your bedMother Nature, and Mother EarthAre two of three women who dictate what I'm worth I'm the farmerI work in the fields all dayDon't mean to alarm herBut I know it was meant to be this way You cried a tear, I wiped it dryI put you up upon a pedestal so highIf you should waver, If you should swayI'd catch you, spread my tiny wings and fly awayYou signed your picture with an O and XI bet you don't write "love" each time you sign your cheques I'm the farmerI work in the fields all dayDon't mean to alarm herBut I know it was meant to be this way All of this corn I grow, I grow it all for youI took a hatchet to the radio, I did it all for youYou could have written back, and you could have said "Thank You"But I guess you've got better thingsBetter things to do You say you love me, is that the truth?Although they've heard the songs my friends need living proofI know your address, I ring the bellI bring you flowers and a .22 with shells I'm the farmerI work in the fields all dayNever wanted to harm herBut I know it was meant to be this way

I know why I like you It's 'cause of your clothing and your haircut And 'cause you're racist I have a match; your face, My asking your questions you can't answer You want to box me? Our world works in a weird way I've heard them say a man with a beard may Frighten children or dogs but a moustache scares me more I know why you bite me It's cause of your instincts and your caninesAnd 'cause I kicked youI have a bone to pick;Please go on the paper, and fetch me my slippersAnd stop meowing Man's best friend wags his tail andBares his teeth to the man with the mail andThough he's frightened of thunder he never goes to war Tell me what's the circumstance of circumcision? And what goes in my daughter's pants is whose decision? I've seen the facts of inter-race realtions, Of see-though slacks, of cyber-masturbation; If a hundred monkeys each could get their own show, Perhaps one day a chimp might say “You have faith, you just need to use it, sayth the Lord” I know why I like you It's 'cause of your sandals and your supper And 'cause you're Jesus I have a match; your Dad, my dad has Your picture right next to your mother's, And one of Charo They hold hands up in heaven And they say that their son's name is Kevin But I read in a book somewhere that his name is Jack

I don't buy everything I readI haven't even read everything I've boughtI don't cry every time I bleedMy eyes are dry but they're bloodshot I have faith in medicationI believe in the Prozac nationYou play doctor, but I've lost patience. This is where it endsThis is where it endsCall the police and call the pressBut please, dear God, don't tell my friendsThis is where it endsThis is where it ends Where's my pride, where's my self esteem?Does it show in the drinks I've bought?I don't hide every time I'm seenBut I try not to get caught Make excuses for behaviorCan my illness be my saviorHid my heart while you still gave yours This is where it endsThis is where it endsCall the police and call the pressBut please, dear God, don't tell my friendsThis is where it endsThis is where it ends She says she wants to live in a movieI say, "I want someone elseTo stand behind me and write it all downCuz I can't be bothered doin' it myselfAnd I don't want the responsibility of proving its importance" I have loved and I have waitedBeen picked up and been sedatedMental health is overrated This is where it endsThis is where it endsCall the police and call the pressBut please, dear God, don't tell my friendsThis is where it endsThis is where it ends

I look straight in the window, try not to look belowPretend I'm not up here, I try counting sheepBut the sheep seem to shower off this office towerIt's 9.8 straight down, I can't stop my knees I wish I could flyFrom this building, from this wallAnd if I should tryWould you catch me, if I fall? My hands clench the squeegee, my secular rosaryHang on to your wallet, hang on to your ringsCan't look below me, or something will throw meI curse at the windstorms that October brings I look straight in the boardroom, a modern Pharaoh's tombI'd gladly swap places, if they care to diveThey're lined up at the window, peer down into limboThey're frightened of jumping, in case they survive I wish I could step from this scaffoldOnto soft green pastures, shopping malls, or bedWith my family, and my pastor, and my grandfather who's dead Look straight in the mirror, watch it come clearerI look like a painter, behind all the greaseBut painting's creating, and I'm just erasingA crystal-clear canvas is my masterpiece I wish I could flyFrom this building, from this wallAnd if I should tryWould you catch me, if I fall?When I fall?

On August the 1st, 1981I cycled to Scott's house with a bb gun.We were almost 12, but we looked 13He had baby-blue eyes that I shot him between.Nature provides, for us, a safety net.Whatever we do, we can never forget. I live with it every day,even though we've moved away.Our yesterdays are on a loop.A marathon of heart-breaking moments. The day they found me asleep on the floor,engine running, closed garage door,was the day the for-sale sign arrived on the lawn.Two weeks later and we were gone.Everyone falls through time, in a funnel it makes.But I'm staying here inside my biggest mistake. I live with it every day,even though we've moved away.Our yesterdays are on a loop.A marathon of heart-breaking moments.I live with it every day.For every step I have to pay.The only thing that they can't take-The guilt that spirals in my wake. The love I put away.Like games that children play.The hearts you choose to break.Like cars dumped in the lake.The laugh-lines on your face.The life I won't embrace.The cold house I won't leave.The guests I won't receive. I live with it every day,even though we've moved away.Our yesterdays are on a loop.A marathon of heart-breaking moments.I live with it every day.For every step I have to pay.The only thing that they can't take-The guilt that spirals in my wake.

You and I were meant to beEven though you don't know meI don't even know your nameAnd do you think that you know mine? You were lonely, I was boredI may be more than you can affordBut I'm sure we'll meet halfway Chorus:And I've got this crazy feelingYou've been trying to get to meWhen all you have to do is call me calmlyCall me, call me, call me Basic service sixty bucksI'll reveal the hand, you try your luckA pair gets me a week in rentAnd a straight gets even moreI'm no good at playing cardsI hold my dates in high regardPay up front and ye shall receive Love is never in-betweenIf it isn't one thing, then it's always something else I don't even know what I meanI thought that it was nothing, but now I can't find nothing else Oh, you can't hide But at least you tried toCall me, call me, call me Are you ashamed of what you've done?All we did was have some funI won't judge and I won't tellAnd I'll forget you when you've goneI pity all you working stiffs,Living wondering "what if?""What if someday I was free?" (Chorus)

Broke into the old apartmentThis is where we used to liveBroken glass, broke and hungry, broken hearts and broken bonesThis is where we used to live Why did you paint the walls?Why did you clean the floor?Why did you plaster over the hole I punched in the door?This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap?Why did you keep the dish-rack?These things used to be mineI guess they still are, I want them back Broke into the old apartmentForty two steps from the streetCrooked landing, crooked landlord, narrow laneway filled with crooksThis is where we used to live Why did they pave the lawn?Why did they change the lock?Why did I have to break in? I only came here to talkThis is where we used to live How is the neighbour downstairs?How is her temper this year?I turned up your T.V. and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here any moreWe bought an old house on the DanforthShe loves me, her body keeps me warm and I'm happy hereThis is where we used to live Broke into the old apartmentTore the phone out of the wallOnly memories, fading memories, blending into dull tableaux I want them backI want them backThis is where we used to liveI want them backThis is where we used to liveI want them backThis is where we used to liveI want them back

The bravest thing I've ever done was to run away and hide.But not this time.Not this time.And the weakest thing I've ever donewas to stay right by your side.Just like this timeand every time.I couldn't tell you I was happy you were gone,so I lied and said that I missed you when we were apart.I couldn't tell you, so I had to lead you onbut I didn't mean to break your heart. And if I always seemed distracted,like my mind is somewhere else,that's because it's true.Yes, it's true.It's this stupid pride that makes me feellike I have to follow through,even half-assedly,loving you.Why must I always speak in terms of cowardice?When I guess I should have just come out and told youright from the start.Oh oh why must I always tell you what I want is this?I guess 'cos I wouldn't want to break your heart. You said "What d'ya think that I was gonna do?Curl up and die just because of you?I'm not that weak you know.What d'ya think that I was gonna do?Try to make you love me as much as I love you?How could you be so low?You arrogant man.What do you think that I am?My heart will be fine.Just stop wasting my time!" And now I know that you will be okand that I've got what I want,and that's rid of you.Bye.And it's not 'cos I'll be missing youthat makes me fall apart.It's just that I didn't mean to break,no, I didn't mean to break.no, I didn't mean to break your heart.Your heart.

There's a spider in my roomThere's a spider in my room Then a voice above my headSaid if that spider were made deadI'd better grow some fins 'causeIt would make it easier to swim I don't like spiders and snakesThe way they crawl, the way they shakeIf a spider gets killed how does that make it rain?How could I be the one to blame? A whisper drizzled down from the ice in its eyesIt said, "Try pickin' on your own damn size,"But the Hoover was quick, termination completeIn its bedroom home not a chance to eat In the corner beside my bedVery busy spinning threadEight legs and a little head I hear the thunder from outsideAnd the water's gettin' high I don't like moths and bugsThey buzz, they get in the rugsBut where does a guy find some roomIn this life raft home, a little rubber tomb There's a spider in my roomThere's a spider in my room In the corner beside my bedVery busy spinning threadEight legs and a little head There's a spider in my room There's a spider in my room Spider Spider There's a spider in my Spider in my Spider in my