149

Confession 149
 The incidents of 12th July
 I've played them over in my mind
 I wake screaming in my cell each night
 Swear to God it weren't my fault
 I been schizo since the day Luella threw
 Her engagement rings in the water
 And issued her restraining orders
 Do you need it?
 Do you want it?
 Now you got it
 What are you waiting for?
 Oh no don't tell me I got the wrong idea
 I built an image you can't live up to
 I think I'm falling in love with what I fear
 I'm just in love with the fiction of you
 In the Chrysanthemum hotel
 I wrote her name on every page
 Of the Holy Bible and the Psalms
 But I didn't learn a fucking thing
 So I took a drop of Methadone
 And took a taxi to our home
 I split the blood of our firstborn
 And painted him across your door
 Oh no don't tell me I got the wrong idea
 I built an image you can't live up to
 I think I'm falling in love with what I fear
 I'm just in love with the fiction of you
 Oh no don't tell me I got the wrong idea
 I built an image you can't live up to
 I think I've fallen in love with what I fear
 Helsinki syndrome, it creeps up on you