In another system on another star where we're worlds apart, and you,  the maverick breaks another heart is when
I see you greeting Peter at the gate which is yet another state in a different place
a case of system overload and racing headlong to explode into a million different stars and black holes overflowing with quasars
( I don't know what quasars are but they're to be found around a different star)

And still we kick against the night as if it might give in, the night where love lies thin on the eiderdown,
the night in the shambles of a once proud town,
we are the song out of tune,
we may as well be seagulls winging it
across the face of the moon.

Wild flowers I picked,
Were soon lost, when she arrived—  
Wind took them away.

I guess it's true.
Drugs always have a price.

The ******* took my sense of smell and voice,
The ***** my sense of sight, judgement, and reality,
The marijuana got rid of my beauty.

But you, you took away
My soul,
My heart,
My mind,
My heart.

You are the most expensive drug of them all.
I gave you all this and it still wasn't enough,
Loans were made, never returned,
And here I am.
An empty carcass addicted to you.