Enough Bad Luck

You clutch a rosary, as if the broken beads
Could ever guide the hands of fate
The ambulances wail, but they’re to no avail
They always get there much too late

Give me some of your time, I’ll give you all of my soul
You filled your life with mine, now it’s just full of holes

Enough bad luck, you had enough bad luck
I wish that I was hated if this is what you call love

The crows are looking grim, upon the jungle gym
Too many of them to ignore
You take the things you need, and all the rest you leave
No chance to gather any more

Give me some of your tears, and I’ll return ‘em tenfold
I could guess at your fears, but I would sooner you told

So give me half of your dreams, and I’ll repay you in kind
And I’ll glue ‘em to wings, and I’ll keep ‘em with mine