Rags Lyrics

All that I am is your demand, Lord I know

But I'm hiding my heart in these better man's clothes

Hiding my worst with what worth I could bring

But I'm just a dog with a bird in my teeth

And why, though I'm hopeless, you're holding to me?

I don't know.

So stumble on home from the whorehouse again

High and fat off the faith of better men

Meaning in mercy till' death will I cling

But worth in the worthless is so hard to see

If broken before you is the best I can be

In the end

Stop my heart, it played it's part, but let it go

I can't pay half of the work that you're owed

And my lungs burn breath

For all of the worthlessness, earning my death

When all that I am

Ain't enough