Well, they're lining up to mad dog your tilta whirl
Three shots for a dollar, win a real live doll

All the lies that you tell I believe them so well
Take them back, take them back to your red house
For that fearful leap into the dark

Oh well, I did my time in the jail of your arms
Now Ophelia wants to know where she should turn

Tell me what did you do
What did you do the last time?
Why don't you do that
Well, go on ahead and take this the wrong way
Time's not your friend

Do you cry? Do you pray?
Do you wish them away?
Are you still leaving nothing but bones in the way?
Did you bury the carnival, with the lions and all?
Excuse me, while I sharpen my nails

And just who are you?
Who are you this time?
You look rather tired
Are you pretending to love
Well, I hear that it pays well

How do your pistol and your Bible and your sleeping pills go?
Are you still jumping out of windows in expensive clothes?
Well, I fell in love with your sailor's mouth and your wounded eyes
You better get down on the floor
Don't you know this is war?
Tell me, who are you this time?
Tell me, who are you this time?