The greatest crime in this life

Has to be to rape yourself

Take a look at these two scars here

They are the tracks made by my wings

It's all my fault, the fault is all mine

I sold myself, the fault is all mine

My pockets are lined with soiled currency

That's me, that's me, that's the truth about me

They sit here at my table

Those I should beware of

Flicking sweaty cigarettes

Into my bowl of ice cream