did you run off to your cabin to get high? to leave me on this island with the president? they shot him in the head beside his wife she tried to put his brains back but they wouldn't fit because you can't reassemble what's been blown away you ought to know from the times you tried to make me pray
I dream that you leave me every night we're just straw dogs among ten thousand mighty mysteries
you want to spend all of your time with your glass eye I tried it once before but it just made me sick now I'm swallowing white circles to survive you're disappointed because I can't do much on top of it but you can't recreate something that's made of skin or is it better when you're sitting home alone with it?
when every word's a trick just to get by and every smile's a secret spelled with muscle movements I dream that you leave me every night I'm aching but there's no one here to try and soothe it I crawled across your aching plains and swollen swells to that sad place where no one ever gets to go now