i took your door bell and rang up the city i rolled your fags and it made me feel pretty one gun held against my shoe and the other one pointing at you refrain you were all so very lovely my hands were in the air fell in love right in the beginning i swear i swear i swear good god as if they were empty i filled up my pockets until i had plenty plenty of things belonging to you your schools your fools your blues refrain you were all so very lovely my hands were in the air fell in love right in the beginning i swear i swear i swear i collected the ghosts that would sleep in your hair and i stole all the words they hung into the air and with them i shaped a pen and a chair in which i sit sing and scribble i composed a dog barking in vain and with it the silence behind its complaints and with that the highways that take things away and then discovered that there are no endings and now that i am so completely of you i do not understand what i do dear all i am full of your blood full of your absence full of your love full of your words that will tear me apart apart from everything in mid air blinding the shades the sun appears and i get carried away that was it my truthful account of what it s about