[Verse 1]
Your skin is cold
But the sun shines within your hold
Your hair is gold
But you see through a goldfish bowl
I feel old, sick, and tired
[Verse 2]
We walk the streets
Gently staring, wondering what to do
The sun in sheets
Pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue
[Pre-Chorus]
And a ship with eight sails could come 'round the bend
Or a herd of bulls charging stoplights red
I'd be blind
You broke my heart, Danny Boy
Not your fault, Danny Boy
[Chorus]
I was had at the doorstep
Played, like a two to a four-set
Had like poor Job in the Bible by God
[Verse 3]
Day comes, I wake
I wake with a hard heartache
I go down to your place
Your skin is cold
But the sun shines within your hold
Your hair is gold
But you see through a goldfish bowl
I feel old, sick, and tired
[Verse 2]
We walk the streets
Gently staring, wondering what to do
The sun in sheets
Pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue
[Pre-Chorus]
And a ship with eight sails could come 'round the bend
Or a herd of bulls charging stoplights red
I'd be blind
You broke my heart, Danny Boy
Not your fault, Danny Boy
[Chorus]
I was had at the doorstep
Played, like a two to a four-set
Had like poor Job in the Bible by God
[Verse 3]
Day comes, I wake
I wake with a hard heartache
I go down to your place
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