I've been a rake and I've been a fool
I've been as of late enfant terrible
Whatever that means
I keep doing my bad Drunk Billy Bragg in front of everyone
All the empty pockets in the world
I can't even afford to sleep on your floor
I've got this cursed rope around my neck
And an unquenched thirst to pull on both ends
Until this all ends
But I won't and never will
I'm goodbye curious
But I've her
And her
And her
And her
And him still
I've all the empty pockets in the world
I can't even afford to complain anymore
I know I'm lucky to have this coat
Empty pocket and holed
But I've got this cursed rope around my neck
Was it worth it?
I can't explain it but yes
