I stick lonliness your lips and the two coins of your eyes Into my pockets, yeah ah Well the train skates into port Henry late Sunday Sometimes when I'm riding high, feeling fine, you know there's something Troubling you, troubling in my mind So I reach into my pocket for some small change I reach into my pocket for some small change,
(bridge)
I want bones like iron, blood like mercury So I can tell you when I'm rising when I'm sinking in, I'm sinking in (3xs)