Black tie

And jacket over chair back

My figure fat

And fucking gunnysacked

Casting broke-wing shadows

On the duvet

While baby sleep, baby sleep, baby sleep

Yeah and baby talks away

Like a… liar, liar

Yeah my heads on fire

Bent over your dreaming (your dreaming)

I hear the- the scheme- scheme- SCREAMING

And like Jesus now, I sleep

Almost never

Who the hell

Is that man, that man?

That man you see in your sleep?

What kind of company do you keep?

You think I am gone?

I am the love of what is wrong

And that waits for me from dusk on through dawn

Hot, hot, hot and hating me

And itching to be free

Looking for another way, eat me

Looking for another way

To fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck me!

Fuck... fuck... fuck mе...

Love, love, love

Listеn to the tongue you speak

When the days turn into days of no sleep

And oh God, I am so weak

I am so weak

And you are killing me

But in her crescent-cut eye

I see the spark that means awake

And I wonder why

Someone always has to die

Love, love, love