Time after time you will forgive me 

Like an animal in your care 

But give it time and you will outlive me 

And take the bow back you put in my hair 



Made a parade of myself in the street outside your house 

For the New York photographer there 

I fell for crime I fell for beauty 

I fell for you because you're the one that cared 



And when I die you can put on costumes 

In the style of the clothes I wore 

And sing the songs your mother taught you 

When you were too young to know that this was what they were for 



Like some dead relative you will remember me most 

By my funeral and all the beautiful toasts you made 

Take back the spade 

We've both been filling up our days like we were filling a grave 



You let me hang hang hang around 

You put your ribbons in my hair 

It's in this language that I found 

I am an animal in your care 



Animal in your care 

Animal in your care 

Animal in your care 



It's in this language that I found 

I am an animal in your care