With the sweat still glueing the satin sheets to your skin-   you pull yourself up and draw back the curtain.   I feel the weight shift next to me upon the bed.   And I hear your sudden intake, so I turn my head.   When your eyes focus in the blinding light,   you see beautiful angels soaring by.   You see the angels flying,   like a child's kissed dream.   Then you turn your head to me-   and see less than a human being should be.      So I get this sinking feeling inside my chest,   cause you realize you've been sleeping in a viper's nest.   Though I only was trying my best-   I watch in muted horror, as you slowly dress.   Cause you've never seen anything as beautiful-   as the sweeping Gabriel's outside your window.   I'm not so handsome,   so I watch you go.   I watch you go.   I watch you go away.      I'm dying for your need-   cause I hate to be alone and without wings.   I'm dying for your need-   cause I hate to be alone and without wings.         I hide inside my black sheets and avoid-   the glaring window, through which you're visible-   screaming with gaiety and lovely sex.   You've become the vampire upon my neck.   So I wish my putrid soul away.      I'm dying for your need-   cause I hate to be alone and without wings.   I'm dying for your need-   cause I hate to be alone and without wings.         Waiting all day just in case-   you come back.   But you've found a golden fleece.   That's so much softer than me.   So I wait alone.   Wishing you'd come home.   Wishing for your familiar, warm bones.      I guess wings meant more to you than me.      I'm dying for your need-   cause I hate to be alone and without wings.   I'm dying for your need-   cause I hate to be alone and without wings.