I wish I knew which button to push

Then I'd know how to please you

It's sad but true

So I'll just listen in down the line

While you're busy mixing grape with grain

To sedate your pain



Songbird, you got tales to tell

How many times can you describe your living hell?



The sweeping gesture creates a fuss

It's only useful when receiving praise

Relieving no-ones pain

If you'd let somebody love you just enough

You'd have everything you'd need to break

Free from all your pain



Songbird, you got tales to tell

How many times can you describe your living hell?



If you'd let somebody love you just enough