text: I’m a lonely painter
  I live in a box of paints
  I used to be frightened by the devil
  And drawn to those ones that werent afraid
  Remember you told me
  Love was touching souls?
  Surely you touched mine
  Part of you pours out of me from time to time in these lines
  You’re in my blood like holy wine
  You’re so bitter and so sweet, oh
  I could drink a case of you, oh darling
  And still be on my feet
  Still be on my feet
  You’re in my blood like holy wine
  So bitter, so bitter, so, so sweet, oh
  I could drink a case of you darling, oh yeah yeah
  And I’d still be on my feet
  And I’d still be on my
  Still be on my feet
  I’d still