lust is a movie that never begins
just previews and credits, then gone with the wind
the script needs a doctor, the plot needs an arc
and now i'm just sitting alone in the dark
there is nothing to do with a gun
love is a novel that young people buy
but the words quickly fade and the characters die
so why can't we skim it just to see how it ends
what's disappointment and pain between friends
there is nothing to hang on a string
and all of god's children go mad
ha ha, ha ha
and mary didn't know what she had
baah baah, baah baah
life is a painting that's never complete
some sticks to the canvas, some falls at your feet
and someday we'll leave it to dry in the sun
but it won't be by choice and we still won't be done
there is nowhere to fly in a room
baah baah boom