​feeble little horse
Down
Down on my friends
He’s looking up, looking at me again
Down on my luck
I know you’d call if you want me enough
Who do I trust?
Are you in love?

Now I'm outside myself, and I can’t see you
My body's useless, can't you cut me loose?
Now I’m besides myself and I can't find you
You're fucking nothing, I can see right through