A Tragic World Record

When you've taken everything And there's nothing left to give You're stuck with an empty skin I'll call it my human bike But you can't forget the past I keep my diary on its chest My keys are in its mouth I write my lyrics upon its legs This thing is like a nightmare It's hard to drag it anywhere I'm riding round in your town There's love than everything else in your house You can't escape the truth, it's dangerous Now I have a fraction of The respect I used to have Forget everything you know And you can fuck what you're fighting for This thing is like a nightmare Our dreams can take us anywhere I'm riding round in your town There's love than everything else in your house You can't escape the truth, it's dangerous I'm outside the back of your house, trying hard to work it out But you're always in the background, and looking out You're looking out This thing is like a nightmare It's hard to drag it anywhere I'm riding round in your town There's love than everything else in your house You can't escape the truth, it's dangerous I'm outside the back of your house, trying hard to work it out But you're always in the background, and looking out You're looking out