He’s My Man (The Anniversary)

Late September in the city The sky is grey, the air is sticky Clinically hypoxic, literally toxic I keep fallin' in and out of sleep All flesh is grass The flies are knockin' on the glass And a brittle, crystalline, metal-flavoured nerve tonic From a medical flask I need him so much that it hurts I wish he didn't have to go to work And I just lie and watch the ceiling fan turn I'm your man, we're hand in hand (We're hand in hand) To hell and back (To hell and back) And I'll love you like nobody else can (And I'll love him like nobody else can) I'm your man, I've been damned (He's my man, I've been damned) No, nobody has to understand I stay home and make his dinner Even though somehow he keeps gettin' thinner I wait, watchin' the washing machine spin 'round and 'round again I need him so much that it hurts I wish he didn't have to go to work He keeps complainin' that his vision's blurred But he's my man, we're hand in hand (We're hand in hand) To hell and back (To hell and back) And I'll love him like nobody else can (And I'll love you like nobody else can) He's my man, I've been damned (I'm your man, I've been damned) No, nobody has to understand Me and my man Me and my man He keeps havin' feverish dreams That he can never, ever leave He wakes, head aches, funny taste to his tea I want to stay here forever He's happiest with me 'Cause he He's my man And I'll love him like nobody else can He's my man, he's gone quite mad No, nobody has to understand (No, nobody has to understand) Me and my man