A Red So Deep

The furnace burns, the baby turns
 She cries when she's hungry
 The morning paper will knock the door
 To interrupt their slumbers
 But are you satisfied tonight, oh, trader's wife?
 Does he neglect you?
 Crawling bar stools and touching the girls
 As you wash their smell from his clothes
 They shoot the horses when they're too old to race
 (The bull, the bear, the bull) x2
 And so, my dear, is there room in bed for me?
 (The bear, the bull, the bear, the morning paper will declare)
 The setting Sun has etched lines upon this face
 (The bull, the bear, the bull) x2
 Shades of red of a furious defeat
 (The bull, the bear, the bull) x2
 Are you satisfied tonight, oh, trader's wife?
 As he thinks to you:
 "I don't know you anymore,
 And I can't breathe in this apartment"
 Sleep, my Sweetie, let the days expire
 They've outnumbered you
 Hold me sweetly, like the days we bled with love
 A red so deep we sunk
 We sunk...