Girl don't like the mixture in me,
The liquid in me,
The fiction it frees,
The liquor in me,
The mick in me,
The fried-out lights for eyes she sees...
Girl don't like the distance in me,
The danger in me,
The sickness in me,
The stranger in me,
The quickness in me,
The shiftlessness and shift in me.
From a boy in her dreams,
To a man in the arms
Of a woman that's become
Another line in a song...
To a holiday killin',
Prescription fillin',
Semi-part-time gospel-spillin'
Club-foot
Boyfriend
Landlord
Villain,
Make you love me when you're not willin'...
But stay with me anyway,
I'm a brand new believer.
I went to the tomb without you,
And they wouldn't receive me,
No, no, no, no,
They wouldn't receive me...
Girl don't like the greed in me,
The speed in me,
Her need for me.
The weed in me,
The dealer in me,
The schemer in me,
The dreamer in me...
Never was one of these schoolyard playground point guard crossover levitatin' head-fakin' myth-makin' long-range shot-takin' pain-killer-high,
Got me in the parking lot...
Girl don't like the fader in me,
The invader in me,
The penetrator in me,
The not-quite-fader-awayer in me,
The I will see you later in me...
But stay with me anyway,
I'm a brand new believer.
I went to the tomb without you,
And they wouldn't receive me,
No, no, no, no.
They wouldn't receive me,
No, no, no, no.
They wouldn't receive me...
Where were you,
When the wheels fell off in Birmingham?
Where were you,
When I shed my skin in vain?
Where were you,
When we slid right off the motorway?
Maybe you stepped away,
Took a vacation day?
You said a day with me
Is a night you've wasted...
Where were you? (x3)