I`m sittin` at a coffe table unable to see straight
Watchin` parallel lines unwind and undulate
Behind the rain-soaked window pane the scene`s bleak
Another train leaving home, concending defeat with a low moan
Hangin` in a sy made of stone, everybody`s leavin` home
Called my man Jerome to come and meet me in the twilight zone
Leave ya mobile phone at home and come alone
I bouht him coffe an` a snack, settled back, started speakin
He was tweakin` at the peak of his hat while I`m seekin`
to discover what it takes to stay sober
Not to cover my mistakes, try to maybe make sense
f the eveidence, It`s over
She`d gone for good why should I lie
Singin` a killer`s lullaby
Indentified by the dying ring of a goodbye
The last thing ya hear before ya life disappear
Is it better when you see her?
Nah, it just gets worse like my stomach`ll burst
Feels like I been cursed with seven centuries
Of bitter memories, Inadequacies of previous he`s and she`s
I`m movin` round this old house for the last time
Scene of my past crimes, been her for lifetimes
Hearin` the chimes of that old clock that useta mock
You got eternity for takin` stock, this place is like a padlock
You look shocked, trust me. Nuthin` ever moves but the dust
There`s just us and I`m here to torment and tease
An` that`s how it was for centureis, me and my memories
til you bought the keys, took a coupla Saturdays
An; moved in runnin` from tragedies an` boozin`
Seven hundred years since I came her you appear
Same hair, same quizzical stare
I couldn`t get near and the sheer frustration
Was more than I could bear, I was really cursed
Thought I`d been through the worst part,
That was just first part, just the start
Everynight I`d be sittin` with dread pickin` my heart
In case the man she been chasin` gets to first base
An` I just can`t escape. I`m in bad shape
You makin` love to someone else is more than i can take
So I make all the movement I can, to no avail
Scream an` yell sinkin` deeper in my own personal hell
I`m gettin` heated I`m sorry, have another coffee
I needed to release my sparrow chest from just a piece
Of this pressure, unless an` excape route is found
I`m goin` down, underground into lifetaimes of pain
It`s absurd, the heaviest chain is contained in the sound of one word
So I`m referred back to hell. Just as well i hate needles
an` get twinges at the thought of syringes
I move quick I wanna try my trick one last time
you know it`s possible to vaguely define my outline,
when dust move and the sun shine
So I try to change vibrate myself to near human pitch,
which reminds me how i used to come unstitched,
and switch round the house in a blind rage,
it took years and an ocean of tears
to find the key to this cage,
advance another stage into a new age.
It`s difficult to gauge,
but I know i`ll see you again, on that you can depend,
I just dont know how or when.
Sleep on my last love, i`m gone.
