Spoon

Hung up and bent on a stranger
Just trying to swing a full-time ride
I never knew the cold hand of danger
Til I met this one and took it inside
Now I can't get near it
Don't want to hear it
My cover's blown
I walked in the rain like a drone
All the way to Marquette
The infinite pet
I got something to tell you
Far outside the black and white
Aw I got something I want to tell you
But who will receive it tonight
When I got up I cut my neckrug off
Resigned my name to the ranks of the blamed and the scoffed