Cut Loose From the Noose

A spider dripped down my thigh (where to bite? where to bite?) he's my only friend these days. It's so cold in this dank little basement with cat hair and millipede legs (crawling, crawling, crawling.) worst kind of itch. Janis is electricglowingoddess exploding with a (Monterey) POP POP POP. She can fake her strawberry-flavored 'gasms better'n anyone I've ever seen. BUT DON'T TELL PLEASE. He gave me a better bite, best taste of blood with cherry lips stained on my shoulder blade (please don't, hey hey hey) I had a hand between my legs, lotus flower diamond dick I've got you down. His eyes were made of lightning, lashes on my skin (I wanted you to slit me open and climb right in.) Mistake, mistake you're famous for your infamy (heard you were bad for me, certainly not a boy from Galilee) but I've got sin beneath my finger tips, I've felt the measure of you.

Was this conquest too hard for you, Mr. Cortez? (I could not move myself to beg.) I thought the whimpering was enough for you when you wrapped the red around my neck. (Noose.) There's white on your nose, you know...you can't have kissed the Snow Queen 'cause I heard she's still in New York. (Strangled by the thought of you, I despair, despair) Choking on the promises, awkward handshakes with sweaty palms (is this what you wanted?) You can deny all you like, George but that doesn't change a thing. This thing you captured, this thing with wings (she wants to leave, she wants to leave) it's difficult to believe in you (but I do, but I do)

I'm in love with a gorgeous girl that doesn't (or can't) love herself. Why do I waste my time with you? (I know why, so do you) Time falls like rain drops suspended on my brow, I've been waiting eternities just to tell you how (I'd take care of you) I'm in love with a gorgeous girl but I won't tell her (because it hurts, because it burns) she took care of me better than you did, her webs did not break like yours (but we can still fix them, it can be fixed)

I'm in love with a gorgeous boy that doesn't (or can't) love himself. I can't help but think that there's still time to fix this. The silence stretches miles between us and you cut me apart like so many knives (don't you care? don't you care?) I want to tell you that I care but you don't care (because you're over there in the Borneo of drugs and drink) I'm tired of wading through the stink, pretending I am what you want to think

I want you to know I did it all for you (in the shadow of the reddest moon) Rome fell to you.

And I did too.