With the innocence of Laura Palmer She said I made her feel like Dorothy Parker People said she slept around I guess that's what I thought I needed after you
Was it making love or just making trouble? Was it music in my blood or just another bottle? A streak of one nighters a night of one liners it's the work of getting over you that I employ tonight I love everything that I do not destroy
And I n the morning I asked "where are you going?" and she said "somewhere between freedom and homeless" "why you wanna slow the guillotine?" "because I like to take it slow, if you know what I mean"
Trouble's in the place and it's got my face Morrissey is singing "Meet You at the Cemetery Gates" love is long gone but like that song don't pretend you were a good girl on the wrong end of a boy who loves everything that he does not destroy
there's a certainty to what's behind us and the people that we let slip by whichever of us lives the longest gets to watch all of there best friends die