Without me
you wouldn’t eat
when I’m gone
you will starve
Is it my attention you want?
Give me your looks
placed in a silver case
Show me yourself
with little taste
I’m still here
you’re over there
looking for some reason
to despair
When will it dawn on you?
There’s little feeling left
Keep it locked
to feel chaste
Can’t undo
what’s been done to you
Who’s been in your bed?
Climb out
half-asleep
half-dead
Go make a mess
I’ll clean it up
on my hands and knees
but I won’t pray
for misery
Come down from your cage
Go out and play
Watch the sun hit your face
You’ll make my day
Kisses in the dark
I’ll picture someone else
We’re traveling through
the satellite head
let’s see what kind of
reception we get.