Lost Weekend

It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam
 And double pneumonia in a single room
 And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
 Are you laughing at me now?
 May I please laugh along with you?
 This morning I woke up from a deep, unquiet sleep
 With ashtray clothes and this lonely heart's pen
 With which I wrote for you a lovesong in tattoo upon my palm
 'Twas stolen from me when Jesus took my hand
 You see I, I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it
 Drop me and I'll fall to pieces
 So easily
 I was a king bee with a head full of attitude
 Wore my heart on my sleeve like a stain
 And my aim was taboo, you
 Could we meet in the marketplace?
 Did I ever hey please, did you wound my knees?
 You see I, I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it
 Drop me, and I'll fall to pieces
 Yeah too easily
 There's nobody else to blame
 I hang my head in a crying shame
 There is nobody else to blame
 Nobody else except my sweet self
 It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam
 Twenty four gone years to conclude in tears
 And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
 Are you laughing at me now?
 May I please laugh along?
 I was a king bee with a head full of attitude
 An ashtray heart on my sleeve, wounded knees
 And my one love song was a tattoo upon my palm
 You wrote upon me when you took my hand
 You see I, I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it
 Drop me and I'll fall to pieces too easily
 Too easily
 Too easily