I'm juggling my heart on my sleeve

Two or three tales in each palm holding little relief

Desperately hopping, I'm

Desperately hopping, I'm

Desperately hoping that one, two, three shoulders skimmed is swimming in the same sort of shambles

Oh, what a gamble with each set of eyes

Oh, what a gamble with each set of eyes

Solitude is my shade, though I'd rather burn, rather burn, rather burn, mmmm

Give me that which ends in pain, oh I'd rather burn, rather burn, rather burn

These cold winter sheets spoon-feed me dreams of a cradle of fire, mmmm

Desperately hopping, I'm

Desperately hopping, I'm

Desperately hoping that one, two, three shoulders skimmed is swimming in the same sort of shambles

Oh, what a gamble with each set of eyes

Oh, what a gamble with each set of eyes

These rosemary teas, drunk with ease, to appease pale extremities, itching for a twitching twenty pair

Desperately hopping, I'm

Desperately hopping, I'm

Desperately hoping that one, two, three shoulders skimmed is swimming in the same sort of shambles

Oh, what a gamble with each set of eyes

Oh, what a gamble with each set of eyes

Oh, what a gamble