The greatest crime in this life Has to be to rape yourself . Take a look at these two scars here, They are the tracks made by my wings. It's all my fault, the fault is all mine. I sold myself, the fault is all mine. My pockets are lined with soiled currency. That's me, that's me, that's the truth about me. They sit here at my table Those I should beware of, Flicking sweaty cigarettes Into my bowl of ice cream.