i don't mean to close the door, but for the record my heart is sore.

you blew through me like bullet holes

left stains on my sheets and stains on my soul

you left me broke down begging for change

had to catch a ride with a man who's deranged

he had your hands and my father's face

another western vampire

different time, same place.

i has dreams that brings me sadness

rain much deeper than a river

sorrow flow through me

tiny waves of shivers

corny movies make me reminisce

they break me down easy on this generic love shit

first kiss, frog and princess.

sugar man, won't you hurry
'cos i'm tired of these scenes
for a blue coin won't you bring back
all those colors to my dreams.

silver magic ships you carry
jumpers, coke, sweet Mary Jane

sugar man met a false friend
on a lonely dusty road lost my heart

when i found it it had turned to dead black coal.

silver magic ships you carry
jumpers, coke, sweet Mary Jane
sugar man you're the answer
that makes my questions disappear
sugar man 'cos i'm weary of those double games i hear

i shot in the dark with my eyes closed
and the bullet went straight into my chest
and through my backand then into you.
and as we walked home bleeding
i held your cold wet hand trying to reach you
but you were not there.
neither was i.

yesterday never was.