Brown Bird Tortured Boy
I don't want to bathe
I'm afraid I'll lose your smell
I don't want to sleep
In case you have to call
Oh, my tortured boy
All I want is you
For this waiting to be through
You, you, are driving in your car
Far, far, away, away, away
Until it all comes clear
And you wipe away your tears
I'll be standing right here
You'll have nothing more to fear
Oh, my tortured boy
Oh, my tortured boy
You don't have to hurt yourself
For the evils in your past
You don't have to ask a god
Whether you are good or bad
Because I know you
And I know your love is true
You, you, your hurtful days are through
I don't want to bathe
I'm afraid I'll lose your smell
I don't want to sleep
In case you have to call
Oh, my tortured boy
Oh, my tortured boy
