Tekster: Candlebox. Lucy. Vulgar Before Me.

To you, separation, only to put it down
To you, desperation, only to be around
So on and so under, misdirected in other words
Always I wonder, is there anything I can do for you?

Anything I can do?
I can do anything

To some, I've been singled out, always I take your fall
To some, sane and broken down, all we've left is dropping around you
And you know these lines they're open ended
These books were meant to be followed and your rules left to be read

Is there anything I can do?
Well I can do anything and I can do anything

It's vulgar before me
Vulgar before me, vulgar before me
Vulgar, vulgar before me
Anything I can do?
And I can do anything and I can do anything
Vulgar before me, vulgar before me