Chorus I don't want you pirates anymore I don't want these to do what they for
try and think of nice things to say or i might run away my ears are bleeding and my heart is worth swallowing i can run fast, you know i can i am aghast
i saw the sea come in i saw your good old friend he walked right passed i'll never ask i'll never ask again i saw the sea come in i saw your good old
I shutter and shake. The memory is raw, it's awake. And even though I go around in circles all over town, it drags me down. You're right. You're so right
We don't want you pirates anymore We don't want you pirates anymore We don't want these "to do's", what are they for? We don't want you pirates anymore
all the time in the world, is lying right beside me but time does stop sometimes and back home its no use to suprise me its up two years ahead of me now
And oh, the wretch is gone And oh, the sorries begin And oh, the drinking has thinned Oh, still I wrestle I wrestle within And then to you I don't look
You don't see this every day Lions close their cat eyes too They sleep the same as lovers do I don't know how I got here But I know where I have to go
Fathers deal with funerals Wear party hats and long white robes Bury friends and family It's strange, it's strange to me When people come, when people
eat and sleep and shun your mother she's the one who gets all your goats and herds them up two hills with rotten oats apple orchard goat the place you
Like the touch of my mother's hand on my head i'll miss you, too. when i go to bed we've ruined all the new pots and the metal in the egg crate cots
I, I know you like it. I, I know you do. I have made a ruckus. And I made it for you. You, you, you, you, you. You, you, you, you, you. You are all I
Hands on the radio. We left too soon. We left you in the afternoon. I hurt somebody. I love you too. I love you underneath the moon. I love you underneath
It's not my fault. You said so. You said it over and over. It's not my fault. You said so. You said it over and over. Now I'm in this thing, this fucking
You say your on a diet, cos the thing that don't work out right, But you don't even try, though neither do i And neither do my friends, though some
I should have killed you myself It was always a dream of mine I could have used a little help But red wine's been a good friend of mine I got sad
Air-conditioning is cold, summers hot and love is old i wish i was smaller, i little creepy crawler. Theirs lovers sin in this town, lovers cannot let
You have killed them And you don't know why Your lips, they move And they only lie Your house is white It's got nice things inside When you are