the paranoid believers
are crawling up my stairs
and I should have changed 
the locks today
I lost my key somewhere and 
all the parking-lots are empty
cause everyone has gone
on trips to sunny beaches
where the days are warm and long 
and I could crush you 
with my one good hand
or please you with my lies 
but I hope I'll never see 
the light go dim
in my lover's eyes