Love Is Not A Victory March, It's

Kiss Me, Please Kiss Me But Kiss Me Out Of Desire, Babe, And Not Consolation You Know It Makes Me So Angry 'cause I Know That In Time I'll Only Make You Cry, This Is Our Last Goodbye.

Maybe I'm Too Young To Keep Good Love From Going Wrong, But Tonight You're On My Mind, So You Never Know.

I Want To Be Ripped Apart By Music.

There Is No Good Singing, There Is Only Present And Absent.

Turn Your Head Away From The Screen, My Friend. It Will Tell You Nothing More.