So you did the ***** tonk and I did the shoulder shuffle driving down boulevards laughing and singing and trying to find our place in each others heads
Little did we know that our words would slice your face always susceptible to the tone of my voice
storming out of restaurants and smashing paintings of your lovers who were charming
your clothes on the floor my boxers round your waist we'd find a common ground in our anger at the world and of each other
It was and is a despicable love and I wouldn't trade it for the insincerity of comfort that so many others have
We shall watch them all rot at their very cores passions drilled out of them as they seep into their settees while we wear rotten skin and shine from the core.
That is the equity of love. and I will adore you for a very long time or until my mind dilapidates.