Doesnt that make us the perfect pair?
And I dont know which of those Id prefer
Because that limb which I have lost
Ive crippled your heart a hundred times
So I cut out all the good stuff
Coming back for even more of exactly the same?
And you walk in through the only door
And you can tell me all about what you did today
You love a modern leper on his last leg
And you are back for even more of exactly the same
That that is you in front of me
Well, are you a masochist?
Well, oh, this is how we do things now
See, Ive got this disease, I cant shake
Is that you in front of me?
On his last leg
Im lying on the ground now
I am ill but Im not dead
Hes got all the things a cripple has not
But I still know
Yeah, I cut of my foot to spite my leg
Well, I have lost my eyesight like I said I would
Youre not ill and Im not dead
Vitally he doesnt miss them
And still cant work out why
Two working arms and legs
And vital parts fall from his system
This is how the modern stay scared
To love a modern leper on his last leg
Coming back for even more of exactly the same?
Hes too fucked up to care
And dissolve in Scottish rain
You must be a masochist
You should sit with me and well start again
It was the only thing holding me up
To love a modern leper on his last leg
You must be a masochist
Holding me up
And Im just rattling through life
Is that you in front of me