Limping through recess with my pulse unrecognized These are her dizzy thoughts hospitalized Sex offenders seek salvation in batting practice Hunting size madness for a death certificate I am punished by her sober etiquette Pill poppers seek salvation in spectator sports Breathing in ghosts of stiff paranoia I would mistake her for a whistle blower I love her, i love her, only a stool pigeon understands why I love her, i love her, but promiscuity is sandpaper dry.