Weakerthans, The - Diagnosis lyrics

I´ve a headache.
I´ve a sore back.
I´ve a letter I cannot send.
I´ve desire, it falters & falls down,
it calls you up drunk at three or four a.m.
to wonder when...wonderful.
All the cheap tricks I tried too hard not to pull.
Pulled along or pulled apart.
The diagnosis of a foreign frame of heart.
I´ve a story that I would like to tell you,
it is littered with settings & 2nd takes.
I´ve a feeling that hums with the street lights
and hides under ice in always frozen lakes.
My mistake to make you cringe.
Another greeting like a broken creaky hinge
to oil & push or pry apart.
The diagnosis of a foreign frame of heart.
Found a cure for being sure, and, sure as anything,
I will smile for my reckoning.

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