I’m gonna find a way to die
I’m living only for a lover
And the death of you and I
But if you find a way to break my back
With needles, thread, and guilt
Will you cover me in kerosene?
And burn my strychnine quilt

Yeah, will you spit upon the path I took
Will you cry from all the drugs I shook
Will you be my little comedown hook
And I’ll never ask again
Will you wake up feeling half of you
Has been stripped away or torn in two
But to kill a young man’s point of view
Is to kill his only friend
Oh, oh

We’re gonna find a place to live
I’m packing only means for redwood dreams
It’s the place that you’ll be accepted
Oh fuck the world
Just a boy and a girl

But it’s that leech you’ll have to shake
Through the love we’ll need to make
Call me sure
Yeah, I’m sure, I said
I said I’m open wide
But you really have to understand
We’ll build the water slide
If you’re brave enough to hold my hand
Oh, oh