Lyrics:

Poet's problem, patron's sin, puts me in the place i'm in.Passion's letter, poison pen, on these two things i can depend.You will write your number, that's not all.I will not be there when you call.I think i'll do a line and then again...Dirty dealer's school of thought.An armchair for the strength you've lost.The tv set's been on all night.You were wrong and i was right.You will write your number on the wall.I will not be there when you call.I think i'll do a line and then again...