(One, two, three, four, two, two, three four)
I wake up sometimes past midnight
My breathing's shallow and my chest is tight
And I doubt I could blow out a birthday candle
You say we're young but you're never too young
To put a cash deposit on an iron lung
But the payments might be more than I can handle
But would you believe me?
Would you be fool enough to believe me?
If I told you I'd be satisfied
With a weekend visit from a patient guide
To make the steps I take a little firmer
You say you're proud but I wasn't too proud
So wander the lobby in a cotton shroud
As you call me down with just a gentle murmur
But would you relieve me?
Would you be cool enough to relieve me
If you found me in a fever in my bed?
Or would you deceive me?
Would you be cool enough to deceive me?
Would you lie about my temperature
As I hallucinate this talking cure
And I hear the words you swear you never said?