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 fucking 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