In a lovely twist of fate
And I was intoxicated far more than any Sunday night
Or Monday night service special

And we went back to my apartment
And her black magic
Neutralized the asbestos
And made my ***** windows sparkle

We held each other for an hour of eternity
In the humble hold of migraine workers
And I felt activity in my dopamine receptors
More than any drug or high ever did
A sinful lie
compared to
A lover's bliss

And I asked if she'd be there tomorrow
She didn't say much
It just ended with a kiss