Cigarettes, choking pets How you gonna pay the rent Now that all of your money’s gone? I know you, you know me We met at the cemetery Digging ditches and turning up stones
Now you're alive but seem deceased I wish I knew the cure for the disease Which causes you to be so cold
A wet dream, a magazine Fantasies and make-believes My headless chicken’s going to get stoned And Paris it is too full of rage Undercover, center-stage Voulez-vous coucher with this animal
Now you're alive but seem deceased I wish I knew the cure for the disease Which causes you to be so cold
Radiant, allowance spent, Really, I had only meant that We should never get so sentimental A broken string, a wedding ring Behind a fence I have no sense For what the neighbors think of self-control
Now you're alive but seem deceased I wish I knew the cure for the disease Which causes you to be so cold