There has never ever been a dull moment  We can kiss the highest clouds  And name them after movie stars    Your fingers  They're flower pots  And as the cuticles crack the stem comes through  You'll never know a poet's eyes unless you see them for yourself    Hear me now    After the truth is found there will be a suicide  Hear me now and grant my wishes as sins, not ignorance  Endangered now, with pockets full of oil  All I have left is a face fucking  Homicidal waste of time    Take these roads  Take them fast    My legs collapse in harmony with the music  And I plummet down forever    I can write the dialogue to a script about your death  I'm walking across 2nd Avenue  I'm tripping across Lexington  I'm falling down Park Avenue  And dying on Broadway    We can wish amongst wish  Hope against hope    You have become a new bloody valentine  Over and over again  I've watched you killing yourself  Hold my hand, let's start the decay    One shot    You'll never know a poet's eyes unless you see them for yourself    One shot in the mouth