Did you think if I was dead i'd give up trying?
caught in the wake of almost crying
and i thought you had a lot of nerve
but you don't feel that much
sessions of confessions, a body for a crutch
i'll tell you one thing, if? you want to know
something
somewhere out there is a dutch man smoking
a tired old drunk, warning coraliza
you're up all night with your bottle of rum
i'm asleep in my room with my molten? tongue
did you hear what i said when you turned your
shoulder?
a whistle you hear, playing dead, you could roll over

you dry out your hair and? you flush through
your eyes
pictures of your man, and paranoid crimes
the little i can do i don't know how
[whip the other and sock it, get us into a row]
all the prince's lovers couldn't fit the slipper
even the one worn by your mother, coraliza
you're up all night with your bottle of rum
i'm? asleep in my room with my molten tongue
i'm not one of your older men, coraliza
i'm asleep again