got to know you got to get a little better in tune these things are only deep as skin but you're different think i saw you in the trenches in the water in the foliage the ball of your fist, the hand at my side, the wink of your eye the flow of the red as your heart links to mine four hours left, time just flew by if the visions are true then i'll run to you in the next life swallow me up darling feels those earthquakes move me through you finish me up darling means the world when it comes from you i've been so hungry i've forgotten how to eat why don't you go to the cafe pick me up something sweet better yet smuggle me and my bottle of azt in your bag, me in my drags you trail your hand from my waist to my back i lift my gown show my legs and my ass i can hail us a cab i've run so long i don't know where to go i see a look in your eyes that tears me to the bone i see a dance in these lights that chills me into my core i feel the time spent lately feel myself wanting more i don't know why i never saw you for the thing that you are i get my eyes checked but they can't take the wings or your sword i feel your fire when you're close i feel you melting the cold i've been through guys in an orbit on a course to my home i've been bathed in the colors of love from the world but what if you were my man and i was your girl i've never been with a woman who's so close to being a man but i've been with myself so i think i can understand

car loan burn a hole in my pocket telephone, pulled it out of its socket cigarette burns on the laminate counter ticker tape run at the top of the hour barricade door and i'll hide in the shower scan the floorboards see the steps in the powder not home, just a shadow or was it didn't see me as i stood in the closet didn't see me as i pointed my weapon didn't hear me as i said you're gonna give me some money you're gonna give me your money you gotta give me some money you better give me your money bar's closed 10th street got a long road upside down drunk spitting, holding arms four horse, four men crook my eye to centerfold feel the sweat crawl like tentacles dolly back zoom in i see them coming they're gonna make an example out of me they're gonna make an example out of me rough fight, fifth street swollen eyes and bent nose made up tracked down ironed out and amenable suitcase, passport north by 9 is our window old wood church pews breathe a prayer, light a candle old place neighbor looking gaunt in this angle straight face, no name show the palm of my hand out i've got a small idea, i've got a small idea, i've got a small idea how bout you give me some money how bout you give me your money you're gonna give me your money how bout you give me some money