Looking for a Dame

All of my purple life, I’ve been looking for a dame.

The hills are alive with the sound of music.

All the things she said, running through my head.

Darling, come here, fuck me up to--

I woke up in a dream today, to the cold of static and put my cold feet on the floor.

And I don’t want you, and I don’t need you.

I’ve been wandering through this dead city, with the devil’s voice inside my head.

Guess it’s true I’m no good at a one night stand, but I still need love ’cause I’m just a man.

I whisper in your ear the words you want to hear.

You’re such a tease.