She’s nodding her head and he’s pouring another
they’re speaking in tongues, the insane script of lovers
All that dictum they drivel of promise and pucker,
They’ll be teaching each other what it is to suffer.
and the man with the cup full of rattling coins
Begs for fire to be what burns in his loins
He can’t sleep ‘cause all of his dreams are spent
he can’t sleep in the embrace of battered cement
We all pay the price when hearts hit the pavement
we all take for granted the rarity of reverberation 
and the streetlights still beam when you’re down, when you’re high
And this world will still beam without regard to your life
Her smile was the key, was the piece, was the dream
Was the only reason you never let yourself sink

and you watched it dissipate in the foam round the rim of your drink.

and you kissed your future goodbye as promises slipped
from your grasp, and inbetween lips
Where they met your teeth and the urge to spit
And everything everything everything’s been shit