Take

 

Kurt's hurt thay say. 

Believe it either way. 

It's getting worse. 

Perverse. 

My friend died too. 

In a pencil case or two. 

Let's not exploit. 

What's the point? 

It's hard to hold a memory 

when it's stuck in your head like pornography. 

It's hard to hold a memory at all. 

Yes, it's hard to kiss a photograph. 

Press your lips onto a sheet of glass. 

Take it away. 

What's the point? 

Things always change. 

Train ride today 

can wash my grey away. 

A sparrow tries,

then flies. 

Spain looks real good, 

like a pajarito should. 

My skin is tan; a radiation ban. 

It's hard to hold a memory 

when it's stuck in your head like pornography. 

It's hard to hold a memory at all. 

Yes, it's hard to kiss a photograph. 

Press your lips onto a sheet of glass. 

Take it away. 

What's the point? 

Things always change. 

Things change, I know. 

So, how the hell am I supposed to grow? 

Take it away. I'm a Blank. Write on my soul. 

Take it away. I'm a Blank. 

Write on my soul. 

Take, take, take. Lah-dah-da-dah.