If half of what I'm saying, think what I'm saying is true
Will you rub my head, make it all shiny and new?
And you'll drag my coat-tails, drag my coat-tails down
And I'll be the only cold-assed king around
If you wait, I'll give all my aches to you
Take the chance to ignore what you're going through
My cold hand is there for you to take
(If you leave, can I fall down?)
And I'm your Berlin chair, won't you lean on me 'til I break?

I'll ignore each golden, draggin' kiss you can give
I'm the blankest face that you ever had to forgive

If you'll see my fallings, see my failings through
I'm the re-run that you'll always force yourself to sit through
If you wait, I'll give all my aches
Take the chance to ignore what you're goin' through
My cold hand is there for you to take
(If you leave, can I fall down?)
And I'm your Berlin chair, won't you lean on me 'til I break?
Oh, you're too late
Too late
Too late
Too late