The Axe

Goddamn machinery

Why won't it speak to me?

One day I am gonna take an axe to it

The pit of hell

What does it matter?

Where's that love

You'd promised me?

I'm pierced by long nails

By coloured windmills

The sorrowful sting

Envelope

I thought we had it here

I thought we had it here

I thought we had it here

I thought we had it here

I thought we had it here

I thought we had it here

You've asked to speak to me

Have you no pity?

Give me a goddamn good reason

Not to jack it all in

I would've told you

Daring you to tell yourself

I thought we had it here

(Could've loved me)

(I've had my fill)

(I've had my fill of hurt)

(Had had my fill of hurt)