SILVER MOON

don’t come along with me
there’s something wrong with me
and i would just lead you astray
i once had a lover
and then had another
but they could not kiss it away

you cannot cure me
i’ll never be purely
rid of it, can’t leave it behind
it’s something so rhythmic
it’s something intrinsic to me
and my body and spirit and mind

so tell me it’s not funny
and lay me on the lawn
and suck the venom from me
and watch me till i’m gone

for all of my whining
and all my bad timing
i’m sure i’ll lose it all one day
i sip from my silver spoon
howl at the silver moon
but i have got nothing to say

don’t get too close to me
carry a rosary
cause sickness is not far within
if i hold you i’ll pain you
if i touch you i’ll stain you
with the blood right under the surface of my skin

so tell me it’s not funny
and lay me on the lawn
and suck the venom from me
and watch me till i’m gone
and watch me till i’m gone
and watch me till i’m gone
and watch me till i’m gone
and watch me till i’m gone