Jezebel girl in a dress of black tar
See you stand in your vase of hot water
Stopped, dropped, and rolled in feathers
Take one down, pour out the soda
When you cry
Deepening night on a sleepless river
Only gift that made sense to her
Blazing eyes in trees of glitter
Angel dust looks just like sugar
When you’re trapped
In summer nights
Carnival sounds, smell of winter
Jack-O lantern, feel it splinter
Behind the glass of your super-ego
Well, I could die when I see you lose it
And smile
You let go
Just for a second
And then you smile
And I could die
Iron Woman