Middle Cyclone

(spoken) Okay we're rolling
One two three, two two three

Baby why'm I worried now
Did someone make a fool of me
'fore I could show 'em how it's done
Na na na na na
Na na na

I can't give up actin' tough
It's all that I'm made of
Can't scrape together quite enough
To ride the bus to the outskirts of the fact that I need love

There were times that I tried
One for every glass of water that I spill
Next to the bed 're etching pennies in a boiling well
In a dream that at once becomes a foundry
Of mute and heavy bells
They shake me deaf and dumb
Say someone made a fool of me
'fore I could show 'em how it's done

It was so clear to me
That it was almost invisible
I lie 'cross the path waiting
Just for a chance to be
A spider web trapped in your lashes
For that I would trade you my empire for ashes
But I choke it back
How much I need love
Na na na na na
Na na na