Misery's a hostage That you treat too fair, and The weekends are a washout Filled with bright despair, and You lose yourself in your work, Will you come up for air?, and If you hate me just for tryin' You'll hate me when I'm done I swear Climb me up If you need some bones On which to climb Climb me tall I don't believe, your love of nothin' Climb me still I won't wander You will whistle Throw your sullen wings away Honesty is violence That you took too far, and I loved you, from the first night We both got fucked up, in my car Climb me up if you need some bones On which to climb Climb me tall Don't believe, your love of nothin' Climb me still I won't wander You will whistle Throw your sullen wings away For good Throw your sullen wings away
