Radiohead — The Axe

Verse 1 Goddamn machinery Why don't you speak to me One day I am going to take an axe, to you The pitter patter What does it matter? Where's that love, you promised me? I'm pierced by long nails By colored windmills And your soft sustaining, envelope I thought we had a deal I thought we had a deal I thought we had a deal I thought we had a deal I thought we had a deal I thought we had a deal Verse 2 You bastard speak to me Have you no pity Give me a Goddamn good, reason Not to jack it all in You wooden soldier I'm daring you to turn yourself, out I thought we had a deal Could've loved me I've had my fill I've had my fill of hurt Had had my fill of hurt I've had my fill of hurt