I don't give a damn   who lead who on   it's of no concern to me   if you could tell the new man, please   to hang up my shirt   as he takes it off your shoulders   it's the least he could do   if we're going to share you      and I'm sorry    but I'm beginning to hate your face   it's a face   that always seem to put me in my place   it's a face   that's as pretty as it is empty   it's a hollow space   into which all my words disappear without a trace      oh don't you know   that you're--you're going to reap what you sow   oh that sex is going to come back to hurt you in the ass      be cruel if you must   it seems as if you're trying    to take (?)   and my desire has fashioned a new toy      and I'm sorry    but I'm beginning to hate your face   it's a face   that always seem to put me in my place   it's a face   that's as pretty as it is empty   it's a hollow space   into which all my words disappear without a trace      I re-read all your letters   and I liked them so well that I had to eat them all   yes, I ate them all and then slumped against a wall   I used to think of you as the sun   flinging your joy down to every one   but your eyes have changed so soon    and your face--your face   your face is a vaccuum...      we don't talk about love   we don't talk about sex   we don't talk about dreams   we don't talk about you   we don't talk about me   we don't talk about us   we don't talk about him   we don't talk about anything at all.         we don't talk about love   we don't talk about sex   we don't talk about dreams   we don't talk about you   we don't talk about me   we don't talk about anything at all.