Sympathy - Sleater-Kinney

I know I come to you only when in need

I’m not the best believer, not the most deserving

But all I have, all I am, all I can for him

I beg you on bended knees for him

Precious baby, is your life hangin' by a thread?

A thread I’m standin' on, prayin' on today

All I have, all I am, all I can for him

I beg you on bended knees for him

I’ve got this curse in my hands

I’ve got this curse in my hands

All I touch fades to black

Turns to dust, turns to sand

I’ve got this curse on my tongue

I’ve got this curse on my tongue

All I taste is the rust

This decay in my blood

I don’t like the doctor with the deep long face

Only wants to give us the very worst case

I’d rather shout out and shake him and do anything for him

Well I, I beg you on bended knees for him

I’ve got this curse in my hands

I’ve got this curse in my hands

All I touch fades to black

Turns to dust, turns to sand

I’ve got this curse on my tongue

I’ve got this curse on my tongue

All I taste is the rust

This decay, let me go

When the moment strikes, it takes you by surprise and

Leaves you naked in the face of death and life

There is no righteousness in your darkest moment

We’re all equal in the face of what we’re most afraid of

And I’m so sorry for those who didn’t make it

And for the mommies who are left with their heart breaking

Search for meaning in sores

The sentences they might form

It’s the grammar of skin

Peel it back, let me in

Look for hope in the dark

The shadow cast by your heart

It’s the grammar of faith

No more rules, no restraint

How angry I would be

If you’d taken him away?

I wish I was wiser

But instead I’ll be grateful I’ll say

«Thanks for the love, for the joy, for the smile on his face»

'Cause I’d beg you on bended knees for him

Oh, I’d beg you on bended knees for him