I'd save you from this dragon if I could, my love But the tower is way too high I'll place you in the arms of a hero darling and cry If you gave me a shovel I would build you a home If I knew the first thing about it But right now my foundations are starting to groan Held together with paper and spit And as the walls are crumbling I am tumbling to the ground And I can't do anything about it So give me the keys and I'll wait outside and smoke myself into a hole Weep and freak out as the timbers creak out of control And if there were a way I would take you away But it seems this complaint has waylaid us A million miles from the faraway isles And the drunken misfortunes that made us And as the light's despairing I am tearing at my skin And I can't do anything about it So now I'll retreat into childish conceit and regress 'til I'm mentally five And I won't take a breath until you're sat on my left and we drive But for now I've no peace and a million seconds Tick-tocking away in my brain And my chest won't release until we're locked up again In our magnificent minaret, miles away And as the shadows are creeping I am weeping in the crowd And I can't do anything about it No, I can't do anything about it And I can't do anything about it I can't do anything about it