
I used to be a son of a bitch
But my mother's quit working
She said she couldn't get a lover
But they won't love you more
'Cause now you make it for free
She went home and never let me come in
The winter is longer outside
There was a spider in the basement
There I learnt to see what I just wanna see
And in the middle of the night
I join my hands, no matter why
And in the middle of the night
You may see me giving birth
My babies were all born dead
'Cause I have made them all alone
But I have given each one a grave
Behind a seesaw
In front of a cherry tree
And in the middle of the night
I join my hands, no matter why
And in the middle of the night
You may see me giving birth