hey been trying to meet you hey must be a devil between us or whores in my head whores at my door whores in my bed but hey where have you been if you go i will surely die we're chained uh said the man to the lady uh said the lady to the man she adored and the whores like a choir go uh all night and mary ain't you tired of this uh is the sound that the mother makes when the baby breaks we're chained