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