She is frenzied to the point of pain.
She is counting up her list again.
She wont satisfy another man.
You understand.
You cant cross the boundry beyond which she stands.

Hes disposed of all his inner mind,
Donned his mask and left the world behind.
He has cancelled all the checks he signed,
So why be kind this time?
You cant see the picture of you in his hand.

(really wicked danny kootch jazz solo ala john coltrane)

Now theyve thrown out all the undesired,
Morbid dreams behind a gay attire.
They wont talk about the morning fire,
So why aspire?
You dont want to be what they think is a man.