Angel Carver Blues

When they fall in they fall in from the roof
They grab on to me tightly as if i knew the way
When i fight for something i fight because i care
When i fight with you i fight but i don't care

Everybody wants the questions to be asked
The questions are the answers to questions in themselves
Ask me if i really need it
Ask me if you want to get hit
Hit it

Ask me if you want to be...fucked.