I love our weeping shame
the edge of suicide's game.
Closing time once again
last chance for mortal sin.
See you in the piano keys
haunting dreams please.

Vinyl lover named Susan Tucker
the first girl I kissed and missed.
I blow her up she lets me **** her
she yearns for me she can't resist.

Bottle thuds
cap clatters
Drink the suds
nothing matters.
Bathroom sounds
destroy fantasies
no decent bounds
marriage freeze.

Hungover on a bench
in our own Eden Park
smell of the beauty sins
from screams in the dark.
Pretend marriage in flight
never able to lose the night.

Your flesh so inviting
  but we kept on fighting
  ******* until I was bored.
  Lust beheaded by my sword.

Am I your lover?
Or pretend Mother?
Criticize and flatter
find war's splatter
on the kitchen wall
wake in shame all.
Perfect hair perfected
my children neglected.
We'll always own stain
and confused love pain.