I didnt know what a brute I was
I dipped my cigarette and rode the bus
Vengeance built me hastily
And I drag the clanging notion I was nobody, nobody
NobodyAll I had was my invention
And my love invented on you
Oh, look what thoughts can do
What thoughts can do
If youre not by now dead and buried
Youre most certifiably married
Oh, marriedIm sure youre sleeping sound
With a mistress of the hours
The hours that grind your life to dustOh, easy loves
You keep like pets
Denied them you are powerless
Whatever keeps you sleeping through the nightIm not the man you thought I was
My love has never lived indoors
I had to drag it home by force
Hired hounds at both my wrists
Damp and bruised by strangers kisses on my lips
But youre the one that I still miss
Youre the one that I still miss
And it's ruthless that it comes as no surpriseIm not the man you think I am
Im not the man you think I am