It's almost a shock   This lint I keep dusting off   Why am I here?   Am I being covered up?   And after being ripped out from what little wall space I found   Small charm that I was for her   I suppose I had to wear off   See our errands slide and through traffic crawl   They're hers more than mine   If they are ever mine at all   But there's nothing I wouldn't do   No trouble ever too much   I'm as happy as a slave   As I can be in a bed apart   That's why I am here you understand   Hold me, disenchanted as I am   What loyalty won't give me   I'm going to take whatever there is in hell I can   Moralize   By all means philosophize   But if in turning out to be a lengthy term with her   Why say anything at all to her?   A small indiscretion   Is it a break in concentration?   I guess there's no nice way to need to say that it ever happened   I can be in this bed apart   Was never here you understand   Hold me, bastard that I am   What loyalty has got me   I'm going to get whatever there was in heaven she stopped giving me   Look where loyalty has got me   Why should any pretense of a kind be worth keeping?