i brought your face down on my head
it was something i rehearsed in a dream
you´re too good looking far your own damn good
and you don´t know what it could mean

you´ve got me dying of thirst in the meantime
it even hurts when i scream
you´ve got me drowning and still in the meantime
you don´t know what it could mean

because in my drunken stupor
i´ve got to admire your ingenuity
and nod my head so wisely
to the rhythm of your cruelty

you´re oh so anguished now

you´ve got me dying...

because you want to have your price
and something you could hold your faith up to
i don´t know how to tell you this
but you´ve got it coming all the way to you

you don´t know...