Loneliness has the Soul of a Spider

What you deny only multiplies; red line on the skin.
No baby, you don’t lie, 'cause you don’t know where the truth begins.
Captain’s in his tower, got his guitar hanging on the wall,
think’s if he sleeps long enough he’s going to hear that ancient Siren call.
You said loneliness has the soul of a spider,
and oh, you’re going to take it to your grave,
but I know a little something, and I know this,
it ain’t ever going to work out that way.
You want to build a web that’s strong enough
to contain all your wild desires,
but in the end those flames are only going to burn that much higher.
Come ride the broken buses with me through the teeming streets,
come walk the crumbling neighbourhoods, let’s find out who we’ll meet.
Maybe you’ll understand we don’t got to have no plan,
stop looking at empty windows like the lines on the palm of your hand.
You said loneliness has the soul of a spider,
and oh, you’re going to take it to your grave,
but I know a little something, and I know this,
it ain’t ever going to work out that way.
You want to build a web that’s strong enough
to contain all your wild desires,
but in the end those flames are only going to burn that much higher.
Your jewellery show was the talk of the whole town,
prime ministers and presidents, they were all coming around,
I saw you in the corner, your eyes, they were so red,
I knew you wished you could be anywhere else instead.
You said loneliness has the soul of a spider,
and oh, you’re going to take it to your grave,
but I know a little something, and I know this,
it ain’t ever going to work out that way.
You want to build a web that’s strong enough
to contain all your wild desires,
but in the end those flames are only going to burn that much higher.