3rd Jonquil... lucky, empty pill, torn-out page   This connection is the friction we awaited   Electric, broken ghost, she feels sick   Frozen feel, little slumber's heartbeat, lifeless old street      This criminals motive, subliminal notice, how was I supposed to know?   And when I go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when I'm in your trance   I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles      Hypnosis T-shirt, he knows it might hurt   The crumpled poems, does she know him like she used to?   For you, he fights the cruel heroes, you've seen the worst in me   Is this all I have to say, to say?      This criminals motive, subliminal notice, how was I supposed to know?   And when I go to sleep the heart monitor never beeps when I'm in your trance   I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles      The devils at my doorstep but I won't let him in yet, I've got you to raise my chin   And if it's all a dream and you're not quite what you seem well I'll sleep in vain   This dream illuminates what you really mean to me      It's time for me to leave, the tears upon my sleeve   You were the one girl I believed, I believed, I believed