you are furiously mad so I’m letting you fuck my ass and later tonight I’ll cut myself once I get to my core I will wipe the blood off your floor and think why can’t I cheat like a man am I the whore you think I am I was in insane emotional pain when finally I found lust girls who are sexually abused often wind up confused they tend to become promiscuous am I the whore I think I am soon this self-hatred will lift a new lover I’ll be gifted with but as I lose weight and grow sexier can I can I be true for once because I I really want to for once

I want you I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you I need you from the moment that we touched I’ve needed you won’t you believe me won’t you believe me you reach me somewhere deep inside you reach me you teach me how to be alive you teach me won’t you believe me won’t you believe me I have wounds too deep wounds dark wounds laughter and tenderness will heal our wounds you thrill me to the bottom of my soul you thrill me you kill me every time you smile you kill me won’t you believe me won’t you believe me

no one wants you you’ve slept with too many men you did it again and again and again now no one wants you no one wants you they don’t care about the beauty of your soul or all the clever things you know no no no one wants you no one wants you and the men you thought would commiserate the promiscuous ones are searching for a pure vessel to restore the shine to their guns no one wants you you’re just a dirty old rag at best you’re a very mixed bag and no one no one no one nobody wants you no one wants you you had better call it a day cause when they learn how many they’ll say that’s disgusting or at least they’ll think it if only I could get back what I have so freely given to so many I wish I could do it all over again I’d screw twice as many men no one wants you no one wants you I think I’ve crossed a line maybe I’m a creature from a future time where women are as randy as men cause this shit’s beyond my ken and no no no one wants you I guess I’ll have more time to read I’m wounded but you’ll never see me grieve and no one wants you no one wants you no one wants you and that’s fine

rain’s falling I’m speeding down a diagonal street where the signs are changing from Spanish to Polish and my heart’s beating fast and I’m almost out of gas and I’m a lout I’m a lout I’m a lout there are lines you shouldn’t cross there are things that you should know when you are twenty-three years old and there are men you shouldn’t screw and men you shouldn’t screw with not when you’re friends he’s too old he wears too much denim and he’s giving me the eye outside a discotheque while I’m at a stoplight and as he scratches his face and he doesn’t blink an eye I wonder if he’s thinking about the girls in Warsaw who hang naked in public places bakeries and real estate offices with bread basket faces like American flags fresh from the post office in Racine’s falling I’m speeding down a diagonal street where the signs are changing from Spanish to Polish and my heart’s beating fast and I’m almost out of gas and I am a lout I’m a lout I’m a lout she’s too old she wears too many wrappings for the middle of July and as she pushes her cart in front of my headlights and she turns her face to look at me well I can’t help wondering who she was unfaithful to be so old and so alone when finally it occurs to me maybe she didn’t want to be owned rain’s really pouring it’s two in the morning and I’m standing underneath your window and I’m shouting come on out please come on out please I’m a lout

I want to have many many many lovers so many I get their names mixed up I want to have many many many lovers a new one every single night calling out my name calling out my name I want to have many many many lovers I want to go down in flames of flesh I want to have many many many lovers thousands and thousands upon my bed drowning out your name drowning out your name and when I look in their eyes one day I’ll no longer see you and when I kiss their mouths one day I’ll no longer taste you I want to have many many many lovers so many I get their names all mixed up

I’m a whore I’m a whore what you gonna do about it I sing it to myself so it won’t hurt when I hear you shout it and all the men that I have slept with is really none of your business I’m a whore a God-forsaken whore a lusty lascivious whore a degenerate whore I’m a whore I’m a whore and I am unrepentant your acid-tongue rebuke is not gonna break my spirit attempts at rehabilitation only meet with frustration I’m a whore a God-forsaken whore a lusty lascivious whore a degenerate whore I’m a whore a God-forsaken whore a salacious slutty whore a cesspool whore and all the men that I have slept with all of the men is really none of your business I’m a whore a God-forsaken whore a lusty lascivious whore a degenerate whore I’m a whore a God-forsaken whore a salacious slutty whore a cesspool whore

I don’t even need him to make me happy just make him a man give me a man give me a sobbing man give me a man with his face in his hands sweet sobbing man of Elysium I don’t know why I like to have a good cry I don’t know why but I’m not gonna lie sweet sobbing man of Elysium and I don’t need him witty and I don’t need him pretty and I don’t even need him to be free just make him a man I know this world it is a broken world show me the man who cries over the pieces in his hands sweet sobbing man of Elysium make him believe in possibility give me a man who’s down on his knees sweet sobbing man of Elysium and I don’t need a winner and I sure don’t need a father papas need not apply and I don’t even need him to make me happy just make him a man make him a man give me a sobbing man give me a man give me a sobbing man show me this man and I’ll place my heart in his hands sweet sobbing man of Elysium I need a man from Elysium oh give me a man with his face in his hands just give me a man

trying to tell just what’s your kind will you give me visions or leave me blind will you be an asshole or a hero of mine are you a natural or do I see you trying trying to sidestep heartache are you a pig or are you a gent are you hell bent or heaven sent are you a lover or a miscreant do you know your soul in this moment trying to sidestep heartache shall I show you favor will you make me braver do you want control if so I’ll let you go I’ll let you go I’ll let you go I’ll let you go what are you on a mission to find do you like the flesh or prefer the rind trying to sidestep heartache trying to sidestep heartache trying to sidestep heartache

fever I’ve got fever fever inside of me won’t you help me dear Lord help me take this fever from my body hold me lover won’t you hold me and take this fever out of my body won’t you love me please hold me and take this fever from my body this fever is desire gone plumb crazy inside of me won’t you hold me lover hold me take this fever out of my body this fever is desire gone plumb crazy inside of me won’t you hold me lover hold me and take your fever out of my body lover hold me God free me and take your fever out of my body

you float in on the evening breeze lie in my arms til you find sanity I give you a place to lay your head to dream not of heroes but of ordinary men you are a mystic by turns ecstatic and cryptic exhausted you close your eyes dream til you’re ready to give life another try but awake and unburdened will you leave me uncertain forget the tenderness of the hours after you’ve rested and regained all your powers and you heighten my reality being exactly who you were meant to be tell me can you teach that to me yeah at the sink in the morning I cup water to my face and I quietly sing cause I hear your laughter and it’s full of grace you’re full of hard-won epiphanies as we lounge in the bedroom sun you share the choice ones with me and you heighten my reality being exactly who you were meant to be tell me can you teach that to me yeah you float in on the evening breeze lie in my arms til you find sanity I give you a place to lay your head to dream not of heroes but of ordinary men

you wear big black boots in the summertime despite the heat and you run your fingers through your hair every time we meet cause it’s that hair that hair that handsome head of hair it’s so expressive that hair your fingers make your hair stand up and make funny shapes how I long to smooth it down forelocks to nape cause it’s that hair that hair that wild shock of hair it’s so expressive that hair it’s so expressive that hair an African guitarist you’re punk rock at heart and your hair won’t take direction from any part cause it’s that hair that hair that sexy head of hair it’s that hair that hair that foxy head of hair it’s so expressive that hair it’s so expressive that hair that hair it’s so expressive that hair hair hair it’s so expressive whew

let’s show the Gods we’re really living kiss me now or a howl and a curse will blow in from the sea always make use of suffering and remember that duty can’t claim your whole soul take pleasure where you can take pleasure where you can remember how you held me out on the pier that night and whispered he can’t touch you now you wove flowers in my hair and you made me drink a beer and afterwards I didn’t feel so scared take courage where you can take courage where you can take courage where you can tonight life feels so mysterious moonlight lacing the trees every firefly has a story as the wind blows glory it’s a night when love cannot fail take solace where you can take solace where you can take solace where you can take solace where you can

rather have the truth than the unknown rather have the truth than the unknown rather have the pain than the delusion rather have the pain than the delusion rather have the body than the shadow or the ghost rather have the body than the shadow or the ghost

everybody listen to me she’s a one winged butterfly girl yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah how does she fly with just one wing through this world and never faltering my girl my one winged butterfly girl oh my girl my one winged butterfly girl call it magic watch her finesse she floats so lovely she puts my mind at rest my girl my one winged butterfly girl oh my girl my one winged butterfly girl

I’ve taken your face and disposed of it in space you no longer exist my love he extinguished the sun with his little toy gun who knew the stars had a soft spot for anarchy

I want him out of my system out of my system I do I wanna fuck him out of my system out of my system I do but I want to know you and I want to grow close to you it’s true it’s true it’s true it’s true it’s true I want every last touch of his out of my system out of my system until he’s gone I wanna fuck him out of my system out of my system is that so wrong but I want to know you and I want to grow close to you it’s true it’s true it’s true it’s true it’s true oh yeah I want that motherfucker out of my system fucking punk ass ow I don’t want any more memories in my body of him I do I do I do

stop crying you can’t hear the birds in the sky stop crying you already know the reasons why the reasons why oh the reasons why you are better off without him anyway he was a punk right down to his very DNA his very DNA oh his DNA see the world lying at your feet there are so many more assholes to meet poets freaks and dreamers they’re your kind have a cathartic cry and then bid him good bye bid him good bye oh bid him good bye I don’t want to be a sex object any more I have a life full of people whom I love I no longer care if I’m the skinniest girl in the room it’s no longer a major life goal to make men swoon maybe you shouldn’t get so perturbed people will think you’re a feminist or just disturbed or just disturbed stop crying you can’t hear the birds in the sky stop crying you already know the reasons why the reasons why oh the reasons why I don’t want to be a sex object any more the whole ordeal strikes me as one colossal bore some silly song and dance just to please men then wake up and do it all over again I don’t want to be a sex object any more I have a life full of people whom I love I no longer care if I’m the skinniest girl in the room it’s no longer a life goal to make men swoon poets freaks and dreamers stop crying

when you’re starting to come unglued fucking’s just the right thing to do getting my ju ju back with a little romp in the sack there’s nothing like your thrust when my life is going bust you’re the man of the hour with your propulsive penis powers I don’t know much but I know this to be true often times fucking’s just the right thing to do when your heroes don’t come through fucking’s just the right thing to do an anti-depressant firearm your dick could hold a room with its charm your superlative stiffy makes sex nifty your cock is so restorative it makes me wanna live I don’t know much but I know this to be true often times fucking’s just the right thing to do I don’t know much but I know this to be true often times fucking’s just the right thing to do

when you’re here I’m at peace and when you’re gone I crave you in your arms I feel beautiful in your arms I feel sorrow in the presence of your love life is sweet yeah in the presence of your love life is sweet life is sweet and I can’t face the shame I can’t face the shame alone and I can’t face the regrets I can’t face the regrets alone you help me to laugh at life’s absurdity and together we stumble on poetry in the presence of your love life is sweet in the presence of your love life is sweet life is sweet when you’re here I’m at peace and when you’re gone oh I crave you

all the freedom I hear in your voice leaves me no choice but to kiss you and all the tenderness I feel in your kiss speaks of the love that I’ve missed the love I have missed you are the sweetest man oh the sweetest man ever like a summer rain that keeps me sane fall for me once again your absurd and dreamy mind gets to me every time in your bed every time you are the strangest man oh the strangest man ever you are the sweetest man oh the sweetest man ever I release my sadness for the peace I feel when you’re with me your soul shines on my innermost lies and gently reveals them to me you are the gentlest man oh the gentlest man ever you are the strangest man oh the strangest man ever you are the sweetest man oh the sweetest man ever and ever and ever and ever

everyone wants to go back everyone wants to go back everyone wants to go back take me back to the good old days to a sunny phase in my life take me back take me back to a light-hearted time when I had peace of mind take me back take me back everyone wants to go back everyone wants to go back go on back go on back take me back take me way back to the summer you were my lover while fireflies hovered we lay in the grass and stained our pants take me back take me way way back to the winter you were my beau we lay in the snow and made angel wings as we’d sing everyone wants to go back everyone wants to go back take me back go on back go on back take me back to when we were kids all the crazy shit we did take me back take me back take me back to when I was free that’s how I wanna be take me back take me back everyone wants to go back everyone wants to go back everyone wants to go back go on back go go on on back go on on back go go on back

everything that you do every version of you is beautiful and true meet me tonight at our dive help me feel alive I love your sweet poetic vibe everything that you do every version of you every iteration of you is beautiful and true meet me tonight in the park ride your bike we’ll have a lark I like moving in the dark with you everything that you do every version of you every iteration of you is beautiful and true give me your deep down fight I’ll hold what keeps you from flight let’s ride tonight in your car I’ll let you touch my scars we can make it through the sorrow everything you do every version of you every iteration of you everything that you do is beautiful and true is beautiful and true is beautiful and true