no face around, i am alone no blood, no flash, no other bones i washed all over in your flat to hide my meds.. i got a story of my love, the man, he broke my perfect laws and now i'm sittin' here alone and hug his backbone..
i want to go away from here and take him up with all my pills no reason makes me love this place, no witness face.. he has a right to ask me why i've done so bad and made him die.. but all of him has really gone except the backbone..