hey

been trying to meet you

hey

must be a devil between us

or whores in my head

whores at my door

whores in my bed

but hey

where

have you

been if you go i will surely die

we're chained

uh said the man to the lady

uh said the lady to the man she adored

and the whores like a choir

go uh all night

and mary ain't you tired of this

uh

is

the

sound

that the mother makes when the baby breaks

we're chained