I'm going insane
To be yours once again
The Art's school's out in the rain
Having a party
Godot taking speed
With a baby on her knee
'Cause a sitter doesn't ever come free
And I'm drunk in the garden
But I love ya!
I can't say it, you laugh
I can't say it any other way than I already have
Yes, what you said
I'm the sexiest man dead
I've been bled and have nothing left
But silence
Madonna or whore
I can't do it anymore
This independent woman wants the ground beneath her feet licked clean
She sat on my lap then slapped my face behind my back
You don't get but a tired, reticent, jealous truth from friends at four in the morning
Still I love ya!
I can't say it, you laugh
I can't say it any other way than I already have
No, you can't hide
No thing will have me pacified
The sexiest man died here
In silence
Oh Ms. Jones
Sex and death sell, well so f*cking what!
Sex is something you can get for free
When dead is something you are not
No, you're not wrong
The landing lights are all on
And I long to belong
To silence
Silence