Well it started out intimate enough 

She was hardly convinced of this 

And nothing was right with out it 

And every thing, I mean every thing’s unclean 



How long is the right to suffer 

And nothing impresses me 

You are scared of all the couples and the mothers 

Who disrespect your orders of the day 



And I can’t stand up 

And I can’t give back 

It’s just that it seems impossible 

To understand a man like me 



And I promise I won’t live without you 

And I promise I won’t be that mean 

These stupid promises are accumulating 

In a grossly unwholesome scene 



Now I’m happy to have lived without it 

Pretty easy, if you know what I mean 

I will stand upon a windswept hillside 

Latter to recount how much this meant to me 



Because this is the rise and fall of the letter P