Got a pen and a napkin
Name a number you want
Wish I knew all the maths
To figure out hard sums
Haven't seen you in weeks
Bumming the same dive bars
With the prettiest patrons
From the street view car

If you're up and down
If you're down and out
I can be your lifeline
You can throw me out
If your love runs dry
I can go without
Pluck my heart from me
& I’d still sleep as sound

& the bastard’s they will talk
But not a word on you
My perfect blue, oh
You can take me as you are
I'm going down with you
My perfect blue, oh

Waiting for the rapture
Hear a car alarm
Boredom’s coming at you
It won't be too long
You know the waiting kills
Before the hemlock does
Strangers know who's built
To stomach hoping for

If you've broken down
If you're rolling out
I’m your frozen sweat
Your smirking sense of doubt
Fill the world you spilled
From tit to teeth you’re numb
Leaking smiles from a gasket
Slipped around your tongue

& the bastard’s they will talk
But not a word on you
My perfect blue, oh
You can take me as you are
I'm going down with you
My perfect blue, oh

I'm afraid I broke a string
& so now I must be leaving
It's a shame we couldn't finish this
With some wine, some Sunday evening, oh
I hope you will remember
Oh, to stay just a Monday more

But don't try this at home
Don't try this at home
I said don't try this at home