Lost Weekend

It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam

And double pneumonia in a single room

And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine

Are you laughing at me now? May I please laugh along with you?

This morning I woke up from a deep, unquiet sleep

With ashtray clothes and this lonely heart's pen

Which I wrote for you a love song in tattoo upon my palm

'Twas stolen from me when Jesus took my hand

You see, I

I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it

Drop it and I'll fall to pieces

So easily

I was a king bee with a head full of attitude

Wore my heart on my sleeve like a stain and my aim was taboo

You, could we meet in the marketplace?

Did I ever, hey, please, did you wound my knees?

You see, I

I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it

Drop it and I'll fall to pieces, yeah

Too easy

There's nobody else to blame

I hang my head in a crying shame

There is nobody else to blame

Nobody else 'cept my sweet self again

It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam

Twenty four gone years to conclude in tears

And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine

Are you laughing at me now? May I please laugh along?

I was a king bee with a head full of attitude

An ashtray heart on my sleeve, wounded knees

And my one love song was a tattoo upon my palm

You wrote upon me when you took my hand

You see, I

I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it

Drop it and I'll fall to pieces

Too easily

Too easily

Too easily