Yes I Try To Kill Myself In

My Heart Is On A Budget. It Keeps Me On The Brink.

Sometimes I Fly Like An Eagle But With The Wings Of A Wren

Oh, Darling, Let Your Body In, Let It Tie You In, In Comfort.

Dead Drunk Is The Term I Think Of, Insensible, Neither Cool Nor Warm, Without A Head Or A Foot. To Be Drunk Is To Be Intimate With A Fool.

It's All A Matter Of History. Brandy Is No Solace. Librium Only Lies Me Down Like A Dead Snow Queen. Yes! I Am Still The Criminal.