The old cliche, why to begin?
Include me out of any mess
you're stepping in
But if it swings, you need to know
That Rome can have you
slippin' further down
than you have ever known
You and I, wonderful life
It already hasn't happened yet
and here's the why
On your back or on your knees
It seems to make no difference
to what you think you need
Tell me something I already don't know
Tell the reasons why you have
to sneak around and go with him
I know when I was him
I wanted more than glaciers
You and I, and me and him
There's something
that this whole wide world
can't come between
To sit in hell and count the stars
As they dimly flicker
and then one by one go out
Tell me something that
you don't want me to
A secret burns away
Leaves an acid hole that's filled by him
I know when I was him
I wanted more than chocolate sex
And I'm in high
Supernova suicides
To only laugh and make him cry
Fantasies are how you ride
To strip your clothes upon
the ground
Everyone's a winner
when you're on the way down
And you're before your li
on's sleep
Forever