Hot Knives

The wife forgave the mistress for she only entertained The pain was gone the instant she cleared her throat to speak her name Said, "Both of us must suffer from the same unending ache" The world was not of interest though her days were never dull Her bed, beneath a crucifix, on guests performing miracles With the son of God just hanging like a common criminal When I do wrong, I am with God, she thought When I feel lost, I am not at all So give me black light, so give me hot knives On a dance floor, no one tells time Oh, I've made love, yeah, I've been f**ked, so what? I'm a cartoon, you're a full moon, let's stay up She went to see a mystic who made medicine from rain And gave up her existence to feel everything, dream others dreams Bid farewell to her family with one ecstatic wave Out the window, as the car rolled away She just vanished into a thick mist of change So let us rejoice in all this pink noise An oscillation that we can pinpoint