Maybe Im just kidding myself when I say I love you
I dont know--
Loving without trusting
You get--frostbite and sunstroke
I wish I felt nothing!
You pimp--laughing and strutting her to my chartered seat
Your old off night back street
Its been stinger to stinger, darling
Its been heart to heart
You still keep me from finishing
Any new love I start
Now shes moved in with you
Shes keeping your house neat
And your sheets sweet
And Im your off night back street
I can feel your fingers
Feeling my face
There are some lines you put there
And some you erase
Maybe Im just dramatizing
I dont care
Its home--it can be heaven
When we play fair
But these sentimental journeys
Late at night--
High in some back room youre calling me
To be your off night back street
You give me such pleasure
You bring me such pain
Who left her long black hair
In our bathtub drain?