She was found beneath the gate,
forsaken at the gate.
Who would
Well I'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms
I want to walk away
like Judas from the table.
Turn
Stuck in that dark hole again.
Someone throw me a ladder
on
Can't lose the taste of this river mud
Black water in
(I did it all for you)
She took his dentures from
Just outside they're waiting
Just outside the circle
Waiting for that finger
I've been told that it's just the way life goes.
Once
Here we all are at the end of this century
A curly blonde disaster
Lyin' out there
He said you make me