No Story to Tell - Racoon

Ran into water, right up to the neck

To keep the head up, drank it all down, swallowed it back

Don’t believe in fighting, or love made out of free will

There’s a higher law up there somewhere, that laughs at every kill

There’s no story to tell, my nose still bleeds

Nobody here can give me better hell

There’s no story to tell

No story to tell, see my nose still bleeds

Nobody here can give me better hell

Than you do, my dear

And hairs on my arm are rising

The truth waiting for the kill

The sensation of you being around

Did more than memories ever will

And tired of the longing

So tired of the night

I’m so tired of the listening

To all the well, well-meant advice

No story to tell, well, my nose still bleeds

Nobody here can give me better hell, no story to tell

No, there’s no story to tell, see my heart still bleeds

Nobody here can give me better hell

Than you do, my dear

I’ll be the old man in the corner, to help you out of bed

To feed you and to listen to the silence instead

I’ll be that wanted glass of water, when you’re thirsty once again

The only one still here that really gives a damn

When there’s no story to tell, well, my nose still bleeds

Nobody here can give me better hell, no story to tell

There’s no story to tell and my heart still bleeds

Nobody here can give me bigger damn

Than I do, my dear