Lonesome Crying Eyes - Tenement

You got what you want from me

I don’t care now

It doesn’t matter anyhow

Don’t let go of what you need

It’s not a punching bag

It’s a hand to feed

The Strangest Couple in Love

I know you’d rather sleep alone

Like your dreams are just debris

Caught up in the ebb and flow

You know I can’t pretend to be

A better man than I really am

It’s an old disease

Everybody’s got it now

The Strangest Couple in Love

It’s no mystery how it goes

And how it ends, everyone knows

It bites hard

And it dies slow

Slow

Slow

Slow