No. No, no, NO! You Think you know how it is? How It feels? Just fuck off, Go neck him some more ' And do it in plain view, of Course: make sure that I'm Watching. Watching, with One hand kept behind my back:
I used to want to die listening To "The End, by The Doors. Or "Ceremony, by Joy Division. Or "Dress Rehearsal Rag, by L.Cohen. But now I want to die in silence. Just me.
I am God, bigger Than you and this dead-end space. I have it in me To walk on water, Or have fire rain down from the Skies. I can't answer Your prayers though, sorry - I'm far too busy.
I've written-off my life; There are no bridges left to burn. I deleted all the numbers on my phone, No desire left but to be alone But I still trawl these nights, Forever searching for you