With the innocence of Laura Palmer
She said I made her feel like Dorothy Parker
People said she slept around
I guess that's what I thought I needed after you
Was it making love or just making trouble?
Was it music in my blood or just another bottle?
A streak of one nighters a night of one liners
it's the work of getting over you that I employ
tonight I love everything that I do not destroy
And I n the morning I asked "where are you going?"
and she said "somewhere between freedom and homeless"
"why you wanna slow the guillotine?"
"because I like to take it slow, if you know what I mean"
Trouble's in the place and it's got my face
Morrissey is singing "Meet You at the Cemetery Gates"
love is long gone but like that song
don't pretend you were a good girl on the wrong end of a boy
who loves everything that he does not destroy
there's a certainty to what's behind us
and the people that we let slip by
whichever of us lives the longest
gets to watch all of there best friends die