[ Featuring the Bad Seeds ]
I have nothing against life per se
There is always the little stuff to stop the big stuff
Making you wanna shoot yourself in the head
When then do I see you in the smallest way
When you lay like a river across the bed
What then to do?
What then to do?
I slide my little songs out from under you
And I have nothing against love per se
It's just the late night stars are pricking my eyes
And making me see stars
When then do I see you in the smallest way
Oh, when you come around here and sudden shiver smile
And up and gone again for far and wide
What then to do?
What then to do?
I slide my little songs out from under you
