Hem Of Your Garment

I am intrinsically no good

I have a heart that's made of wood

I am only biding time

Only reciting memorized lines

And I'm not fit to touch 

The hem of your garment



No, no I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment



I have no love but only goals

How very empty is my soul

It is a soul that feels no thrill

A soul that could easily kill

And I'm not fit to touch 

The hem of your garment



No, no I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment



I am intrinsically no good

I have a heart that's made of wood

I am only biding time

Only reciting memorized lines

And I'm not fit to touch 

The hem of your garment



I am intrinsically no good

I have a heart that's made of wood

I am only biding time

Only reciting memorized lines

And I'm not fit to touch 

The hem of your garment



No, no I'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment

The hem of your garment