took the handjob at the hardware store, made me feel just 
like a man
it only took me eye contact to make him understand
swinging from the porches, your dorothy outfit's gorgeous
your costume party's awesome just some guy's being 
anonymous
full of ammo
key to the bathroom, you were dressed like a viking, 
skintight biking shorts
looking for a metaphor, hoping for a quick divorce
discofied suicide, everyone's a friend of mine
there's war against euphoria, we're up on the battle line
that didn't seem like fifteen beers