Marc And The Mambas - My Little Book of Sorrows lyrics

I left my life in the bottom of a boat I took a dive over the side Down with the green slime losing my mind Blinded by the salt I'm losing my mind Wrists are tied But my dreams are on fire Wrists are tied But my senses are still alive Always the weight of my life in my hands Forever the weight of my life in my hands You're always thinking about d**h these days Even when you laugh there's an edge to your smile The only problem is the method or the way A barb soaked smile saturated with style It's nice to know you're thought of as the laugh and a half Nobody sees the shadow you are Wrapped in the skin that covers all but the heart Upon your sleeve like a melting spare part And you lay yourself open to the jokes and the jeers Just one kind word would mean so much to you But you couldn't give a damn as you've hardened with years A word's just a movement of the mouth anyway You're pretty as a picture And pretty smart too Now drop the facade that supports the real you Bleeding like a little boy that's picked on at school You will rise up like an angel when you've played up their fool Let them stew in their juices You were kind to be cruel And you never let the anger out as a rule I've mapped out my mind And a crime and a time My little book of sorrows to help life shine And it shines so bright that it burns out the eye It's memories that are made of this that make you crack and cry You fend off your body of a million crimes Shouting: "So many men so many times" And I always have this image of you sprawled across a bed With dagger drums flicking from your sedative head I'm sure you realise life's lived further on But there's not a lot to treasure when the mystery's gone Reality will smother your dreams and your soul When the entrance to your heart becomes another old hole So I'm taking my dive and I'm taking it deep To the cool white cave of my tranquilliser sleep Where I live out the movie emotions instead And I keep my list of sorrows locked alone in my head And I keep my list of sorrows locked alone in my head Could be better off dead Could be better off dead Could be better off dead