• Eyes on the lenses of the cameras from hell
    Taking pictures of the damned when all the lights fell.
    I'll be one more mistake that you wish well.

    At the corner of pain and pleasure
    Is a car crash star killed in the warmest weather.

    And I don't think God has found the time of day for me
    And all the poets with no room for dreams.
    I can't believe that things are finally what they seem
    Cause now I can't wait to fall asleep.

    I'll dwell in the suburbs of the things you want
    Cause the beautiful ones have taken every corner in town.
    The last thing I want is to hurt you
    But it's still on my list of things to do.

    And I don't think God has found the time of day for me
    And all the poets with no room for dreams.
    I can't believe that things are finally what they seem
    Cause now I can't wait to fall asleep.

    Piercings on the earlobes of the deafest minds
    Of everyone trying for a lover's greatest find.