Lyrics Poets of the Fall

Poets of the Fall

Save Me

Gotta get a hold of myself

I see them gathering around

And they need me to do their will

It's like I'm standing again

On the same window sill

Am I happy on the pill

If I wanna be the man

Should I open my wrist again

Would that make it excellent, yeah

If I wanna be the one

Should I book me an interview

To get an audition

Save me

I'm my own worst enemy

Running headlong to the wall cos I want my freebie

Save me

You're the only out I see

N' I need your love the most when I least deserve it

Gotta get a shot of something

Before I'll enter the ring

Gimme just a minute, just a minute

Did I really ask for all this

Did I really cut open the goose

Just to lose what's in it

If I wanna be the man

Should I open my wrist again

To find the way in

Yeah, if I wanna be the one

I'll need to get me that interview

To get that audition

Looking at myself in the mirror

Funny I should see only headlines and ads with my name

I was told I'd see my ally

So who are these skeletons with guns taking aim

Save me, save me...