If half of what I'm saying, what I'm saying is true
Will you rub my head, make it all shiny and new?
And you drag my coat tails, drag my coat tails down
And I'll be the only cold assed king around
If you wait I'll give all my aches to you
Take the chance to ignore what you're going through?
My cold hand is there for you to take
(If you leave, can I fall down)
I'm your Berlin Chair, won't you lean on me 'til I break?
I'll ignore each golden, dragging kiss you can give
On the blankest face that you ever had to forgive
If you see my fallings, see my failings through
I'm the re-run that you'll always force yourself to sit through
If you wait I'll give all my aches to you
Take the chance to ignore what you're going through?
My cold hand is there for you to take
(If you leave, can I fall down)
I'm your Berlin Chair, won't you lean on me 'til I break?
Well, it's too late
Too late
Too late
Too late
- :
- Seizures
- Too B Or Not Too B
- Miscellaneous
- Hymns For The Nonbeliever
- United Paper People
- Compilation
- Spray On Pants
- Triple J: Hottest 100, Volume 13
- Hymns for the Non Believer
- Live at the Playroom
- Darkside / Stay Awake
- Face Without a Name
- 100% Hits: The Best of 2005
- The Shake
- Now Summer 2006
- Lazy Sunday
- Ministry of Sound: Chillout Sessions 9
- NOW Autumn 2008
- Festival Anthems
- Cara Sposa