wasn't thinking of you

now that it's over we can begin
to be honest about the bullshit
and you can cry tears of joy and i'll wince with amusement
and we both can't dance across the hardwood intestines
with fabulous yellows and pearly white nothingness
how about we turn the television upside down and pant softly while the world explodes in an orgy of senseless violins
wouldn't you rob a liquior store to bring me a happy home
should we settle for purgory or is purging a better high
lets promise to never get committed to any one thing
and we'll make plans to think about it over cooffee and bed bugs
any way baby, i just wanted to say i haven't had better
and i wasn't thinking of you