Letras
It's a nameless pain
It's in my head
It's in my brain
It's in my legs
I'm a muscle man
A draggin' queen
Card in hand
Behind the scenes
And the kind of love I choose
The implements I use
The pairs of high-heel shoes
In the basement
It's a perfect down
That wakes me up
A shaky hand
A coffee cup
Coming out
Of a closet room
Where there ain't no mop
And there ain't no broom
And the aching in my knees
The fears that make me freeze
I feel like such a sleaze
And a loser
It's not my fault
I'm in this mess
I can't lift my weight
On the steel bench press
In a way
We're all the same
In another numbered room
With another nameless pain
And the kind of love I choose
The implements I use
The pairs of high-heel shoes
And the aching in my knees
The fears that make me freeze
I feel like such a sleaze
And a loser