I've got a dwelling room
Where all the walls are blue
It's where I think of you babe
Yeah it's where I think of you babe
On every Saturday
Over every empty plate
It's where I think of you babe
Up the 22 it's where I think of you
In the room where you said debase me
& We started laughing like crazy
Yeah I guess it's been like that lately
Missing you when I'm next to you, showering you in gasoline
I, I know I couldn't possibly tell
I, I know I couldn't fake it as well
Looks like Richard Ramirez
He looks like Richard Ramirez
Still as Venus de Milo
Watching through her window just to see her light glow
On the golden wall the green waves crash in
Still looking for your picture in the TV static
But maybe baby I don't know no better
They threw everyone I loved in the cuckoo cellar
Maybe baby we don't know no better
They'll throw everyone we love in the cuckoo cellar
