now pretty baby I'm running back home to you

me and my wild boy, and all of this wild joy. he was chaos, he was revelry

what if I roll the stone away? they're gonna crucify me anyway

you said you'd come and get me, but you were 25 and the shelf life of those fantasies has expired, lost to the Lost Boys chapter of your life

a greater woman has faith, but even statues crumble if they're made to wait, I'm so afraid I sealed my fate

is it a wonder I broke? let's hear one more joke, then we could all just laugh until I cry

do you hate me?

say it once again with feeling like the death rattle breathing, silenced as the soul was leaving, the deflation of our dreaming, leaving me bereft and reeling. my beloved ghost and me, sitting in a tree, D-Y-I-N-G

had a good run, a moment of warm sun, but I'm not the one

buried down deep and out of your reach, the secret we all vowed to keep it, from you, in sweetness

you deserve prison, but you won't get time

who else decodes you? and who's gonna hold you? and who's gonna know you, if not me?

I crossed my thoughtless heart, spread my wings like a parachute, I'm the albatross, I swept in at the rescue

you swore that you loved me, but where were the clues?

and at last she knew what the agony had been for

I was supposed to be sent away, but they forgot to come and get me