Open your eyes
Sit up.
Can you feel the difference between your skin and the ***** floor below?
Maybe if you had fingers, I could tell you which is which-
I don't think you'd know the difference.

If you tell me you want to leave
I just might have to scream.
I've been stealing and stealing here
For us
For you
For me
Stealing and taking and collecting for us to see, for us to
Have and eat and drink and drink in until we're too full
Until we weep
I've begged you over and over to be happy
Why can't you stay happy?
Maybe if I told you more lies,
Maybe then you'd understand.
Maybe then I wouldn't have to steal in order to stay beautiful, stay empty and cold and
Just How You Like It
Maybe if you told me your name, I could finally believe that you love me.