Everything You Touch Becomes A Crutch

Have i said too much

Am i losing my touch.

I don't think we should touch.

You go with the other men

Me i beat myself to sleep

Maybe i should have just

Left all this in a lock-up box

In boston





Never said too much

I always tried to save face

I never said too much

Tried to save my face.

Only a few spare incidents

Of disgrace.





Never said too much

I said we shouldn't touch

I beat myself to sleep

You go with the other men

Go with your other men

I beat myself to sleep

I beat myself to sleep





Maybe i should have left all this

In an airport lock-up box

In boston


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