Breaking Locks

When I checked into that hotel I couldn't keep from making a living hell I took off my jewelry and rented a movie Then I tried to call you cause something confused me I went for a walk to find some blood With a blinder's eyes on my miserable mug Breaking locks, and getting shocked No one should ever hold me up I've been too awful to ever be thoughtful To ever be nice When I took off my winter clothes My body looked like forty or fifty crows Alone in my mansions, I had to commend you But I was just escaping your conjugal sand dunes And now I'm like this, a bare-chested ghoul With his cigarette eyes and his visible drool (Chorus x2)