Got you mounted on a wall In the back of my mind, he said I just can’t forget, try as I might I've got this photo I've tried to burn, but it doesn't light I stay on the drink, and you stay on my mind As you were when you were laying just like a two-page spread From a magazine in a negligee on the bed By the window in moonlit flesh So gaunt your skin looked blue and wet You were my girl, my thing, my pet To do anything I wanted with I wanna hold you in my hands Like a porcelain decanter Take off the lid and fill you up with liquor Smash you against the wall and let you fall To pieces in my hands, he said I love you so much, I can’t stand you and I got you mounted on a wall in the back of my mind And this piece of your soul caught in a 35 mm slide I see right through you like lace lingerie when I hold it to the light And my girl, I pray you can feel my eyes Going right through you And he drunker he got, the truer he spoke He said: I pray to God you know I keep a piece of you locked in my heart With memories, I can bend into any shape I want And I put you over the bed, or I break you in half instead Sometimes you’re my girl and sometimes, bitch, you’re dead