Her abandon saw egos shatter
Tiny men dissolved in their sleep
But I know the empty charms
I've drained a thousand lines
I played a lover wronged
I paid to watch him die
Sew up your shop-worn eyes
Sew up your shop-worn eyes
Why not defend your resign
To hard outlines
Of confounding forms
The stuff of liars
The same whore patronized
Solemnly climbed