'em given time you gotta give 'em time Takes one to fuck things up a mistake to live with forever and this stupid thing brings home the truth you are never to sing through happiness its always handy when in need of an excuse a weapon in the darkness a type of thing capable of burning leaving ashes hotter than the fire it's like a suicide, the damage is done the knowledge that you can't be right case proven, apologies never won a stain in the daylight a connection that can never be cut ridiculous(?) song, the lyric is useless when the damage is past repairing a connection that can never be cut eart in the open flaws the stench of those ashes is masked by no perfumes the stale smell of regret it's like a suicide, the damage is done the knowledge that you can't be right case proven, apologies never won a stain the daylight heart in the open flares heart on the line Well, did you hear about the Irish man who opened a tandoori restaurant He did quite well for himself, it was quite a lucrative line of business And he was competent where it counted, Sing well done underdog! And she was OK after all, well done, underdog! She ran a shop and started riots, saying "Here folks, take back your money" To social pleaders with no idea, she said "Give 'em your arms honey" And I for one, I'll struggle on, chewing on my