To utter those words here
Fear, catch a cold, cold
I'd only kiss you for the books your lovely parents read
You insignificancy
Santa Barbara
(?)
Discover what a lover I made of her
And if you want to come back up
My arms are (?) or severed
And if you want to (?) my life
(?)
The cemetery's not so far, just
Look at the stars and we'll be there soon
And I will lay you in a shallow grave I gave
And pray and pray and pray