On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue tv screen light
I drew a map of Canada
With your face sketched on it twice.

You're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet, oh.
I could drink a case of you
I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet.

I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints.
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those who ain't afraid.

I remember the time you told me, you said,
"Love is touching souls"
Well surely you touched mine
 'Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time.

You're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet, oh.
I could drink a case of you
I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet.

I met a woman
She'd a mouth like yours.
She knew your life,
She knew your devils and your deeds.
And she said, "Go to him,
Stay with him if you can,
But be prepared to bleed."

You're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet,
Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling,
And I would still be on my feet,
I would still be on my feet.