Set me down on the windowsill
And tell me stories of old
Slip me another drink, my dear
And we'll watch this tale unfold
It'll rise before your very eyes
What you despise is quite alright
You see it all the time
You see it all the time
Simply the greatest of amateurs
Falls victim to his head
Make sure to tell the tale
And you'll find that nothing's there
You'll find that nothing's there
Size me up like valentines
Beneath the lamps upon our street
Playing twenty dollar melodies
That we'd hate to repeat
Take the pen away for awhile
Before I fall to my knees
And salt the earth again
And salt the earth again
Simply the greatest of amateurs
Falls victim to his head
Make sure to tell the tale
And you'll find that nothing's there
You'll find that nothing's there
You'll find that nothing's there
Take the pen away for awhile
Before I fall to my knees
And salt the earth again
And salt the earth again