Every single night I endure the flight Of little wings of white-flamed Butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine Percolate the mind Trickle down the spine Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That's where the pain comes in Like a second skeleton Trying to fit beneath the skin I can't fit the feelings in, no Every single night's alight with my brain
What'd I say to her Why'd I say to her What does she think of me? That I'm not what I ought to be
That I'm what I try not to be It's got to be somebody else's fault I can't get caught If what I am is what I am, 'cause I does what I does
Then brother, get back 'Cause my breast's gonna bust open The rib is the shell and the heart is a yolk I just made a meal for us both to choke on Every single night's a fight with my brain
I just want to feel everything I just want to feel everything I just want to feel everything
So I'm gonna try to be still now Gonna renounce the mill a little while and If we had a double-king-sized bed We could move in it and I'd soon forget
That what I am is what I am 'cause I does what I does And maybe I'd relax; let my breast just bust open My heart's made of parts of all that surround me And that's why the devil just can't get around me
Every single night's alright Every single night's a fight And every single fight's alright with my brain
I just want to feel everything I just want to feel everything I just want to feel everything I just want to feel everything