I will never forget the love we've made, Look what I have done. I'll be the soldier that has nothing to fight, I'll be the knife that has nothing to slice, and I'll be the wrong that has nothing to right, I'll be the cow that has nothing to feed, I'll be the letter that has nothing to bleed, and I'll be the penis that has nothing to seed, I'll be the eyes that have nowhere to look, I'll be the pot that has nothing to cook, and I'll be the sticker with nowhere to get stuck. Throw my clothes into the ebbing tide, Press my lips up against yours tonight.