Out on the cold this was your first time
Retribution was sold beneath the land mines
Bitter and old, a steady valentine
Sex lies fortold beneath the street signs
Christine the all-nighter
Reeking havoc, lighting off fires
Sell your body off, oh Christine
In the hallway in the schoolyard
I watched you for days and days and days
New boyfriends, new dull trends
External love, likely to dissipate
What could have fucked you up so bad?
Was it having a father like that?
Don't take it out on me, I'm not one for deceit
Who were you sleeping with last night, Christine?