Everything Missing
Two lips pout, too cold for kissing
Smoke pouring out, fireplace is hissing
The perfect night, the ideal bride
Everything tried, everything missing
We sat on the bed, it was dark
Everything, everything
Everything he said was dead on the mark
Everything was missing
I went down for my midnight session
To find someone, to cure my obsession
He said, "Come on, let me read your palm"
Nights get long in my profession
We sat on the bed
And it was totally dark
But everything he said was dead on the mark
Everything he said was missing
No complaints, long black train
To ride you blind to the end of the line
And there I might find everything