Low down, feel so low down
I see the spiraling line, that I'm a go down
But maybe if we could just throw down,
Okay, okay, there ain't no birds left
Help me forget those stardust melodies
I ain't the answer to any of
What I am is the best suggestion
For some kind of suspension
Of the truth for a couple of hours
well, let's mix like sugar and cinnamon
Man, I know both our blood
could use some simmer, man
Until the sunlight drowns the stars
Well, now, you'll be my little
And I'll be what you damn
And it'll be, it'll be nice not being alone
And everything'll be cool unless
And you know an anesthetic
With the size of the swallowing knife
So why not put skin to skin
Saying, mmm, baby, that's all right
Yeah, now you be my little cup of codeine
I'll be what you damn well want me to be
It'll be, it'll be nice, not being alone
And everything'll be cool, unless
mmm, coming up with stone
Yeah, I'm looking for flowers,
mmm, coming up with stone