reality sets in realize i want your skin to always be around me regardless where it's been... i'll risk a possible burn for a definite singe crawl out of the frying pan start upon a binge... booze will prob'ly drown me 'fore i rid my thoughts of you- anyway what really matters is the pain was rare & true so if you drag your carcass back within my reach i'll stab you for my supper & stick to you like a leech.