"I can smell your cigarettes in my dreams
Im filling your pockets with gasoline
Maybe Ill catch you in the dark
What a beautiful bonfire we could start..."
|Every Poet Wants To Murder Shakespeare|
"Every poet wants to murder Shakespeare
Were just pissing on the grave of what went on before
And everyone invents the world the day that they were born
Somethings going on here and its going on without me..."
|Faces In Picassos Notebook|
"Jennifer is laughing at my same old stupid jokes
It's the first time that i've seen her since it all went up in smoke
Her hair is longer, her eyes are sadder, her smile is just the same
It's funny how we sit here as if nothing's really changed..."