Shivers

I've been contemplating suicide
But it really doesn't suit my style
So I think I'll just act bored instead
To contain the blood I would've shed

She makes me feel so ill at ease
My heart is really at it's knees
But I keep a poker face so well
That even mother couldn't tell

But my baby's so vain
That she is almost a mirror
And the sound of her name
Sends a permanent shiver
Down my spi-i-ine
Down my spi-i-ine

I keep her photograph against my heart
For in my life she plays a starring part
All alcohol and cigarettes
There is no room for cheap regrets

She makes me feel so ill at ease
My heart is really at it's knees
But I keep a poker face so well
That even mother couldn't tell

But my baby's so vain
That she is almost a mirror
And the sound of her name
Sends a permanent shiver
Down my spi-i-ine
Down my spi-i-ine

Spi-i-ine, spi-i-ine...