A Monk and a Butcher

«I believe in nothing» is a statement of faith
Spoken with the biggest little smile on my face
I want you to listen when I proclaim
That you shouldn’t listen to a word that I say
But now that you’re mine
You’re my genuine, fraudulent partner in crime
'Cause I want you prostrate
When I tell you that blind faith is the thing I most hate
And paint my cave gold
'Cause I want you lonely and shivering cold
On the day that you leave
I’ll feel smug about everything that I don’t believe
And if I exist in the eyes of another
Well, that suits me fine, as I won’t have to bother
But if you insist in remembering my name
Then I’m doomed to repeat what I said yesterday
So let’s make a deal: I won’t care if you care
And you can do all the looking if you find I’m not there
And you bring the shackles, the nets and the clasps
But my heart’s a boson that never found mass
And you bring the textbooks, the theories and rules
But my heart’s a wisdom known only to fools
And you bring the effort, the romance, the jokes
But my heart’s a jester that’s long cut his throat
And my heart’s a mirror with something to hide
I promise you’ll be happy until you look inside
There’s somebody there, spinning cloth at her wheel
A wedding dress for the day that you turn on heels