With your naked worn fingers
I could tell you smoked the cigarettes
I could tell with one look to you
You were born without...
But I sin so I took to you
You and all your affairs
Should have known that I'd get to you
Should have known in the end
When somebody farted
At the rock show
I knew that you farted but baby
I won't let them know
At the rock show
Nobody knows
At the rock show
With your lips you came swinging
So I dance debonair
'round the faults in this broken heart
Lost love in the air