I went down to town's center looking for you. but a mouth full of anger blocked my view. he took your hand there in the skating rink. god will give him blood to drink.
saw the two of you leaving. I didn't want to follow behind. but I could see the rest of your evening, burning in my mind.
the sky's black. the moon's pink. god will give him blood to drink.
I looked over the railing. ice was white on the northeast side where I saw you and your boyfriend on a friday night. I went mining for gold. I struck pure, fresh zinc. god, god will give him blood to drink.