Tin Man

People often ask me why I’m such an asshole

Why I fuck but don’t make love

And why I drink and knock tables over

And spit explicit language in stranger’s faces

I wasn’t always this jaded

I once believed love was the most powerful thing

That exists in this dog eat dog world

But now I’ve thrown it in the same category as Jesus and Santa

Because every time I’ve undressed my heart of its armour

It’s become an ashtray for passersby with the intention to leave

So I take it easy and see sex as just sex

And not two souls sinking into one another

Because once you’ve experienced that you’ll never be the same

Now I see connections as fleeting

So now I’m waiting like the tin man

From the Wizard Of Oz searching for his heart

Because all I can hear are echoes when I bang my chest


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