Sure/go to cali/have fun/bring me back/a silver gun/
let me shoot/a hole in the sky/give the moon/another
eye/so I can see/deep inside/in the place/where all
time hides/where people go/after their gone/and love
Why when you look at me,
nothing is there?
Behind your eyes, your
soul is cold.
Some day I'll be the woman you want,
and guess what?
I won't want you.
I won't care about what you do.
There is a slight,
a hand of might,
that comes at night
Flirtation With The Wall