Cursed ID

I've been a rake and I've been a fool
I've been as of late enfant terrible
Whatever that means
I keep doing my bad "drunk Billy Bragg" in front of everyone

I've all the empty pockets in the world
I can't even afford to sleep on your floor

I've got this curse rope around my neck
And an unquenched thirst to pull on both ends
Until all this ends

But I won't and never will

I'm goodbye curious
But I've her, and her, and her, and her, and him still

I've all the empty pockets in the world
I can't еvent afford to complain anymore

I know I'm lucky to evеn have this coat
Empty pocket and holed
But I've got this cursed rope around my neck

Was it worth it?
I can't explain it... but yes