I would but I'm wounded
And so justified
If I could but I'm on will
God knows I've tried
And how late, the murderer
Whom lost his knife
And how safe, the collumnist
Behind his pride
And I would but I'm heartsick
And cannot stand
I would but you know me
I'm half a mess
And how holy the Vatican
With all its wealth
And how God d*** hard it is
To drink your health
And how fervent the weakness
Of human skin
And how hard I've tried, my love
To let you in
I would but I'm wounded
And so justified
If I could but I'm on will
God knows I've tried
And how late, the murderer
Whom lost his knife
And how safe, the collumnist
Behind his pride
And I would but I'm heartsick
And cannot stand
I would but you know me
I'm half a mess
And how holy the Vatican
With all its wealth
And how God d*** hard it is
To drink your health
And how fervent the weakness
Of human skin
And how hard I've tried, my love
To let you in
I would but I'm wounded