Halfling

I was born a halfling
I reserve the right to feel a little wrong
I believe in nothing all night long
I can hear the silence
I can hear the crack deep down in the earth
What good is your love?
What good is your love
I haven't had enough
Your telling me this stuff will take the edge off
What good is your love?
What good is your love
I was born a halfling
Where my memory betrays me now

Nothing in the fountain
Keep a little candle under the wires
Show me where the old ways go to die
Everything means nothing to me now
Keep me on there line a little while
I can taste the metal in my mouth
I haven't had enough
You're telling me this stuff's the only way out
What good is your love?
What good is your love
I was born a halfling
But knowing doesn't get you out

That's a real threat
'cause nobody loves anybody anymore
That's a real threat
That's a real threat
'cause nobody loves anybody anymore
That's a real threat