Sweet Thing
It's safe in the city to love in a doorway
To wrangle some screens from the door
And isn't it me, putting pain in a stranger
Like a portrait in flesh who trails on a leash
Will you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely
So I'll break up my room and yawn
And run to the center of things
Where the knowing one says
Boys, boys, it's a sweet thing
Boys, boys, it's a sweet thing, sweet thing
If you want it, boys, get it here, thing
'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing
And I'm glad that you're older than me
Makes me feel important and free
Does that make you smile, isn't that me
I'm in your way and I'll steal every moment
If this trade is a curse, then I'll bless you
And run to the crossroads and the hamburgers
And boys, boys, it's a sweet thing
Boys, boys, it's a sweet thing, sweet thing
If you want it, boys, get it here, thing
'Cause hope, is a cheap thing, cheap thing
Is it nice in your snow storm, freezing your brain
Do you think that your face looks the same?
Then let it be, it's all I ever wanted
It's a street with a deal and a taste
It's got claws, it's got me, it's got you
