This time of night I could call you up   I'd get angry with athletic ease   Break common laws in twos and threes   If I die clutching your photograph don't call me boring it's just cause I like you   Oh, take me on back, take me on back, take me back    To the place where I could feel your heart   Is this the end   Or just the start of something really, really beautiful   Wrapped up and disguised   As something really really ugly?      Won't you...      Come by and see me, I'm a love-letter away   I'd break your name before I'd say:   "I really love you, loved you,"   Now I don't care if you saw   I watched every inch of film flash across your roman features   And I loved it, loved it      No, I don't care if...      You think I'm eager to shut your eyes   Well, I'm sorry everybody knows you can't break me   With your gutter prose   Would you believe it? She sent me a letter   The ring, it nearly weighs her down   She's got another boy, oh boy      Steady your ears, steady your ears and read my lips   Poetry is not a luxury, it's how I break this home   And when I'm really ill, won't you cradle me?   Man is not a noble animal but maybe woman is      Remember, I heard you...      Inside your room you said:   "You never really live until your back's against the wall,"   Oh, did you really mean it?   No, I never break my gaze, if just to see the scar   Remain reflected in your eyes   I think it's time to go home      Oh, tell me your thoughts   Tell me your thoughts on liberty   See there's a place where I sink to sleeping   She said:   "Oh, my vote is as red as my blood,"   Will you join me for another round?   I haven't had the chance to speak yet      Godspeed...      I break the law once every week to feel your touch   What's a book to you in bed?   Do you feel better? Older?   This just makes me ill   Your name is dripping from my pen   Still, you're not around to curse   I'll drop the gun now   I'm still under you      Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight   Marianne, let the ghosts sleep   Just shut your eyes, burn the past      Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight   Marianne, let the ghosts sleep   Just shut your eyes and burn the past away