Текст песни Too Many Blues

I have many blues But these are my main blues 'Cause of the things you do I get these blues from you If I could write a book You'd burn and let it cook If I could duck and hide You would bite off my thigh I got a collection Of constant rejection I try not to mention Your bad intention You don't have a cure Your life is too secure My life is still a blur I didn't know what you were But I'm happy to tell it You probably smell it Smoke from a burning pan ???