Morning comes,
I blow out the twinkle
In dawn's fading stars.
And wish on the last light
For someone to come bring gifts for the cure,
Knowing inside I have no more fight.
I have no more fight.

Into order...
Have you been feeling this way most of your life?
I try to know who you are
And think of the times we spent
When we were young,
Fresh, alive,
When we had a fight.

Crawl inside an empty space,
Fill it up with your pain.
Try to burn the air,
Burning all it contains
Explain my lovely release.

My number's up.
My thoughts have been trailing behind me
As I step into the warmth,
Surrounded by ice in this palace of mind.
At least I know the cold I can feel.

Most times when I penetrate this street,
I see the spirits of the past
I see the hate it's generated,
And revisit all my past romance.
I know I'm out of cigarettes
But, I'll look in my pack again,
So many things along this drive
Whisper the things I never told you.

Try me on for size
And when you find you've worn me down
You'll find me dangling by a string
Between your love and South Dakota.

Unless fortune finds me fortunate
This hunger is the last thing that I'll feel.

I have no coins so I'll toss tears
Into this fountain of lost faith.
I have no coins so I'll toss tears
Into this fountain of lost youth.
"You've always loved me?
You're such a liar."
Do you remember that kitchen, baby,
And what you told me
Next to the knife drawer?