Nail in a Wooden Trunk

One, two, one, two, three, four

I came home

To crying on the telephone

My darkest hour

Is nothing I ain't seen before

My highest height

I'm falling like a punctured kite

Oh, hold me tight

Tell me everything will be alright

They said, "Do you want to be on the same team

Or do you want to play a game?"

One, two, one, two, three

In my darkest night

Oh honey, you're my fire light

You make me cry

And you also make me want to die

A fruitful tree

A nail in a wooden trunk

My high esteem

Your fruit is gonna make me drunk

They said, "Do you want to be on the same team

Or do you want to play a game?"

One, two, one, two, three, four

They said, "Do you want to be on the same team

Or do you want to play a game?"

They said, "Do you want to be on the same team

Or do you want to play a game?"

One, two, one, two, three, four