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You've got a sense of humor
You're a mystery
I heard a rumor
You're making history

Photographic dialogs
Beneath your skin
Pornographic episodes
Screaming sin

'Til it's real live bleeding fingers
And broken guitar strings

You are my Prince Charming
Draped in velvet robes
Of all that's alarming
Raw and exposed

Shattered nerves
Itchy skin
Dirty words
And heroin

Better, real live bleeding fingers
And broken guitar strings

I climbed all the way inside
Your tragedy
I got behind
The majesty

Of the different shapes
In every note
The endless tapes
Of every word you wrote

Real live bleeding fingers
And broken guitar strings

Real live bleeding fingers
And broken guitar strings
You've got a sense of humor   You're a mystery   I heard a rumor   You're making history      Photographic dialogs   Beneath your skin   Pornographic episodes   Screaming sin      'Til it's real live bleeding fingers   And broken guitar strings      You are my Prince Charming   Draped in velvet robes   Of all that's alarming   Raw and exposed      Shattered nerves   Itchy skin   Dirty words   And heroin      Better, real live bleeding fingers   And broken guitar strings      I climbed all the way inside   Your tragedy   I got behind   The majesty      Of the different shapes   In every note   The endless tapes   Of every word you wrote      Real live bleeding fingers   And broken guitar strings      Real live bleeding fingers   And broken guitar strings