I would but I'm wounded and so justified If I could but I'm unwell God knows I've tried
And how late the murderer who lost his knife How safe the colonist behind his pride
I would but I'm heartsick and cannot stand I would but you know me I'm half a man
how holy the vatican with all its wealth how God damn hard it is to drink your health how fervent the weakness of human skin
and how hard I've tried my love to let you in
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