A little bit sad, a little bit ****
I want you to hold,
Then I want you to grab me
Give me violins,
Then amp bleats and drum beats
All wrapped up,
Then thrown to the floor
Red and blue mix
Behind a bumping door
The purple mood,
When I'm with you

Why do I go,
Licking the whip that hits me
Breathing the steam that burns me
And how I try,
And every time,
Kissing the hands that crush me

The kitten went missing
Wide eyed
Pink and sweet
Thinking he means good things for me
Thinking it's real and right to be,
All alone when it's dark
And one less than three
One by one,
Our kittens ran away
I wonder if any ever stay

Clicking ice meant almost time to go
Id bet on that, mama showed me so
In a swirl of lipstick and shimmer
Saw pretty ladies in the hall
Through my ordered dinner
Well I watched and was taught
Eventually I knew the drill
Nothing good comes
From party girls raising party girls

Green eyed girl talkin chill on the radio
Voice like silk, red wine and indigo
Quick fox boy, callin in, but no requests tonight
He's so caught up, so in love, mesmerized by her sweet noise
Playin tricks,
"How bout this? How can I take you out sometime?"
"I'll tell you what, a dozen roses, alive and black, on my desk by sunrise."
Gorgeous radio girl, could make any man cry
A tall dark dreamer sleepin in his backseat tonight
She'd never guess, him, an artist
But come morning time,
Twelve black roses on her desk
"For those green eyes."

I am not a Popsicle.
You can't wrap me up,
In the summer sun,
And save me for later
Oh for gods sake
Say something
There's no now and later
With you and me
There's no candy

Lady pride won't stand aside
Even in flames and the rising tide  
In the eyes of a storm
Or a crashing car ride
For a wounded wing
Or another life