Everything I Touch (Just Falls Apart)

I can be ready, I can be sleezy
I won’t make money to make my life easy
But, everything I touch just falls apart
I could give interest (?) darkness
Darling, I know that I’m not all that you wanted
The thing that I am could never be enough
The thing that I am
So, send me foam (?) wishes and I’ll free your tidings
Darling, I know beer is your way of hiding
The thing that you are
The thing that you are
(Oh, oh, oh)