Lost Weekend 歌词

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 love song 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 to prove you Could remain 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 'cept 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