[Verse 1]
Just a dime store poet
Keeping pace, talking his face blue
Two dollar store tramps
To get a glance, a new chance at you
Walk past the dance floor
It’s always been a dear friend of mine
Cuckolds and concubines
Dancing in four-four time

[Chorus]
“Hey, mister!” the bellman says
“I can only recall last night's hotel," I said
So he replies, “And how do you manage?”
I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage

[Verse 2]
In love I've always been a mercenary
But I never leave my post when the cash runs out
I wanna make you quiver, make your backbone shiver
"Hey kid!", take the stage and deliver

[Chorus]
“Hey, mister!” the bellman says
“I can only recall last night's hotel," I said
So he replies, “And how do you manage?”
I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage
(Collateral damage, collateral damage, collateral dama—, collateral—)
[Interlude]
“How does it feel to stand on the very stones, that ran with your parent’s blood?
Do you feel sad? Full of rage?
Or does that outfit help, Bury your feelings?
Hiding your true self
You’re a truly extraordinary specimen, I look forward to breaking you”
I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage

[Chorus]
“Hey, mister!” the bellman says
“I can only recall last night's hotel," I said
So he replies, “And how do you manage?”
I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage
“Hey, mister!” the bellman says
“I can only recall last night's hotel," I said (Hotel I said)
So he replies, “And how do you manage?”
I dodge the blast, and apologize for collateral damage