Como se de um ex-amor se tratasse,
vejo o teu nome em todo o lado.

Vejo a tua cara em todos os sonhos
mesmo que não sejam sobre ti

Não sei porque me chateias tanto
mesmo quando não quero saber de ti.

Porque é que aprendi o teu nome,
os teus hábitos e os teus dias favoritos?

Agora aborreces-me de morte
persegues-me com o teu amor fantasma.

Ele atravessa paredes e montes de tralhas esquecidas
atravessa rios e passeios à beira-mar
através dele e através dela
vejo a tua genética por aí,
espalhada.

O teu país é o pior sítio onde eu me podia ter perdido.
Com a verdade, me engano.

Ditch me
Ditch me not
My deepest pit
My deepest cave
My ditch
My self

Oh yeah, he entered me.
Entered me deep,
so deep
I almost forgot.

I remember how you didn't care about my skin
you didn't
you couldn't wash your hands
and you rubbed and rubbed
and infected my skin
with your disease.
You robbed and infected me
with your fucking disease.

Actually, my vibrator reminds me of you.

today i fell in love with my shower head.

it came on so strong
i would have never believed it
if someone told me
just how lucky i would be
with a handful of glory.

i turned it on so gently
it turned me on so quickly.

i held it hard between my thighs,
i held it dearly.

i whispered nice things
hoping no one else would listen.

it picked up and rode on.
it never got tired.
humanity in a box
it isn't as pretty as i pictured
but in times like these,
i knew you wouldn't pick up the phone
anyways.