it got so dark that i couldn't see the stars i couldn't see the rest of you and i couldn't feel my heart got so hard that all i wanted was more and all i needed was less than you'd ever ceded it got so dark that i couldn't see the stars and everybody thinks that they know what i'm talking about it got so hard that i couldn't feel my heart and i couldn't see anybody else's there's a lot that i don't wanna admit but i'm gonna admit the whole lot of it there's a whole damn lot i don't wanna admit but i'm gonna admit the whole lot of it you got your hands around my throat you got your foot upon my neck and you'll be taking my last breath and it'll be all she wrote i got my hands around your throat i got my foot upon your neck and i'll be taking your last breath and it'll be all she wrote it got so dark that i couldn't see the stars and i couldn't hear the cars passing by in the road and though you never truly know if someone means what they bellow you should probably stand back when someone's eyes glow cos all i know is i gotta get used to it i gotta get used to it i gotta get used to it cos you're used to it gotta get used to it let my heart get used to it gotta get used to being used, to being used it got so dark that it couldn't be the stars it couldn't be the rest of you and it couldn't be my heart got so hard that the other kids all ran off and i just stood there staring into that river.

my god how i got no family my god how i got no money my god how i got no plans to be anything but your honey my god how i got my late late nights my god how i got my whiskey my god how i got my animal rights my god how i love to get frisky and god knows, god knows god knows i'm greedy so honey come and get me god knows, god knows my boy, i can picture the way that you sit behind that big old drumkit i want you holding me as tight as you hold them sticks baby you'll be mine and you'll like it god knows god knows god knows i'm greedy so honey come and get me god know, god knows god only knows what i'm thinkin god only knows what i'll do god knows that i been drinkin god knows that i'm coming for you god only knows what i'm plannin god only knows what i'll say god knows i done in shannon and god knows to stay outta my way my god how i got no family etc.

well he's just left the house of our heroine and he's swearing that he's never going there again and she weeps in the corner the tears of the mourner she swore she'd never ever be again and i watch, in the car on my friend's cell phone in this town where, if every secret's known, then i sleep to the sound of my creaking bones never being left alone so you'll translate this slow wreck to silent film which you'll sell to make your baby sing again but she won't last two weeks on that stuff that you eat and she'll never feast where her fancy feet've been heard yr cruisin on out there to ohio and the mind that yr losin in some light show and i know how we fought the ephemeral still i'm hoping you'll make it home maybe i was asleep and you caught my lie, maybe what you repeat will not pass you by. you don't hate me for what i did to you, you hate me for who i am. well he's just left the halls of our harrowing and he's laying there praying the spring will return but i know that the pages we light with our pens won't create enough heat to roast every hen but at least we can make the most of this end: i'm a sleek silk scarf on a puff beige coat he'll warm your arms as i surround your throat i'm as damaged as Hamrick's will sell hot damn if i ain't doin well

i don't wanna sing the songs that i don't wanna hear don't wanna tell the truth about how bad it's gotten for me all my clothes got holes in them that let in all the cold air i don't feel like i'm anywhere and no one's got nothin i want so much snow and so much white and so little is alright so much grass and so much blow so much wind between these windows so much cream and so much rinse so much circumstantial evidence so much meat falls off the bones of these drinks give me grief and i will give you grace give me pain and i will take your place give me all that you don't want inside you anymore and i will make a home for it behind this bathroom door nothing changes you nothing changes you like what you lose

on we go down the homophonic rabbit hole come on, down the homophonic rabbit whole!

all the souls in heaven looking down on you, all the souls in hell, well they look up to you but what soul on earth will negate your birth?

cos if i gotta be livin without you, it won't do. there's a million feelings i can not subdue, or undo so i gotta stop thinking about you, about you what you dream in the night, well that's hardly your fault. but your dreams in daylight, well, that's another matter. and i wanna do right, oh, but it's all for naught as the words that i write just keep getting sadder, like, "i'm tied to a powderkeg strapped to the tracks of a train, "I'm just waitin til that lovely locomotive will choo-choo my name, cos when he finally does, there will be nothing left to explain, it all will be out in the open on the scraps of my brains" can you help me stop thinking about you, about you?

look what you done to me

we made a splash on the screen but we're just a flash in the pan so come on baby and take my hand and we'll laugh so hard about how we hardly matter to anyone and anyone is welcome to join in, laugh it up laugh it up its real funny, so funny i forgot how to laugh at it, but i'm laughing now cos i finally remembered how we were making a music so mad to be made that a sudden stop was the only way to save us from shucking all the songs that we sand about everything, we started to sing about nothing but everything and everything that everything isn't, and everything is what it was and it's been and it will be again someday some way and somehow, i'm thinking about it now cos i finally remembered how. we could be doctors of disco if we moved to San Francisco and got it goin in a way it'd not been, you say miracles don't grow on trees well look at these that i picked for you without you having to ask me to i spent some time and i signed a dotted line waiting for the bus to take me one more time to that town where the lost feel found on the dirty grounds that they're around and they've a right to be around the alarm's goin off i kept hittin snooze cos i couldn't bear to leave those dreams that were keepin me layin in bed waiting there for a hope not seen, i didn't care if i slept away my whole life as long as you were there, but you've not been you such a long time, i gotta get up, walk around, find a way to be wide awake. we were painfully shy but believing the lie that we shouldn't be, we tried so hard to speak up but our voices ignored, oh we angrily swore that we would keep our mouths shut forevermore, well didn't you get mine open a little while, i wish you still did, but i guess you still do, cos i'm thinking of saying all this to you, but it wouldn't do to bother you we were sweet sacks of red wine eating chocolate at bed time till the money went and away i got sent to that factory where they got jobs to spare so menial, well i do declare that i don't want no memorial for the little i done, oh it sure was fun while it lasted and you'll be the last one i let leave so easily because now i see that i was so arrogant about that we made a splash on the screen but we're etc.

as we head out the door