if only you knew
how you made me weak in the knees
bending like the taiga bows in the breeze
I hang onto your every word like a glider
I laugh at your jokes, cry at your woes
but your smile is the jagged, ragged cliffs below

and how I've prayed you'd pierce me, 
to this used car's salesman named Dog
he gave me my repentance 
when your car stalled in the fog.

my mouth is dry for you, and I can't help but shake
this is what love must be, pharmacy-fed
but I stopped rattling those bottles 
to make vacancy in my head.

I give up my sleep to make sure of yours,
Your husband's tried to lead me astray
I told him with the golf clubs

'Love is a tamperproof screwdriver away.'