Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore   And I'm young and I'm strong   But I feel old and tired, over fired      And I've been poked and stoked   It's all smoke, there's no more fire, only desire   For you, 'ever you are   For you, 'ever you are      You say my time here has been some sort of joke   That I've been messin' around   Some sort of incubating period   For when I really come around   I'm cracking up and you have no idea      No idea how it feels to be on your own   In your own home with the fuckin' phone   And the mother of gloom in your bedroom   Standing over your head with her hand in your head   With her hand in your head      I will not pretend, I will not put on a smile   I will not say I'm all right for you   When all I wanted was to be good   To do everythin' in truth   To do everythin' in truth      Oh, I wish, I wish, I wish I was born a man   So I could learn how to stand up for myself   Like those guys with guitars, I've been watchin' in bars   Who've been stampin' their feet to a different beat   To a different beat   To a different beat      I will not pretend, I will not put on a smile   I will not say I'm all right for you   When all I wanted was to be good   To do everythin' in truth   To do everythin' in truth      You bloody mother fuckin' asshole   Oh, you bloody mother fuckin' asshole   Oh, you bloody mother fuckin' asshole   Oh, you bloody mother fuckin' asshole   Oh, you bloody mother fuckin' asshole   Oh you bloody      I will not pretend, I will not put on a smile   I will not say I'm all right for you   For you, 'ever you are   For you, 'ever you are   For you, 'ever you are