Untie my hands, you're the best that I've had. Close to the drains and the sewers in flow Hold back from anger and freeze all your soul. Dive through the circle, describe what you hold Cruel Drink and dissolve through the lines in your hands. Write out of romance (the sugar in sand) I failed when I tried to defend in my way. Walked from the gaze of a dog of a day Cruel I find when things are mine Like cold chains and baby whines Well, Henry says, yeah, Henry says "It's Sue and I" Crawl, and watch your knes! Slide low, through any sleeze And money says, yeah, money says "You've got to do it slow" Cruel My theme is; loose the plot Fuck around and drink a lot And Henry says, yeah Henry says "Do it wrong" But I don't think this way And I would never say I've done the best I could Cruel