oh what's a devil to do when those old delusions so tried and true don't come through like they used to?
ugh all my money's run out i blew it all on a cumulus cloud that dissipated so fast, seems the good times never last
and i always fall flat on my back, like an upside-down cat but is bad luck really such a crime? if you won't be my valentine, could you at least give me a little bit of sympathy?
oh i made a silly mistake (what'd you do?) i've given up more than i can take (uh oh!) and left hollows in my wake
my structure's compromised but you still batter at all my fault lines i can't run, i can't hide, but you can't say i didn't try
to retreat back into me like a catabolic seed i want to destroy everything that's mine! if you won't be my valentine, could you at least give me a little bit of sympathy?
i don't care if i'm losing myself in the garden of earthly delights i could drop dead right where i stand, i wouldn't mind