What to want Cliché I need A hand to hold Fat cheeks to squeeze No sun in June No grass to broom Can't feed you pack Come scratch my back Grieving you'll be here for months Offer me a bed of one They say you monks live lonely lives (She says what they don't need) Try to sleep on your own time All these lights from red to rhyme Grieving you'll be here for months Offer me a bed of one They say you monks live lonely lives Try to see your hometown All these lights from red to rhyme You are the one but I can't stand your face When you fuck around, fuck around Joke around I Drink my sin from a bottle, could I ever feel a warm bath? Northern girls could cope but they never wanna hold ya Drink my sin from a bottle, could I ever feel a warm bath? Northern girls could cope but they never wanna hold ya Bought a lot of trees just for me Feel for the rebels who love themselves Cheer for the guy who hugs himself Sing a song for the men who need love Sing a song for the men who need love Sing a song for the girls who hold back Sing a song for the girls who hold back