At arm's length stabbed with a pocket knife   two and one half inches sure won't strike an organ but it sure feels like   groping in the dark, waiting for the day      I can't share   but you can use my flesh   if you don't mind I think I'll step right out   slip it off so I can't feel Los Angeles   and my replacement's parts nuzzling your guts...      Ocean nights and skies are the in-betweens   the untouchable when everything seems   to be drawing the shades and laying down to rest   the thought that this much effort will ever be attempted again      I can't share   but you can use my flesh   if you don't mind I think I'll step right out   slip it off so I can't feel Los Angeles   and my replacement's parts nuzzling your guts...      Salty sweet on the sand my friend   a late may's gaze that stole my soul again   kisses for all your insides, a smile for the priceless   I bit through your wrists, watched your blood bathe the crabs      I can't share   but you can use my flesh   if you don't mind I think I'll step right out   slip it off so I can't feel Los Angeles   and my replacement's parts nuzzling your guts...