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.