Silent knife, unholy knife
A bridge of cracks click as I twist my spine
I turn to find a visitor
Rapture me my Lolita
And I know she knows that I killed my love
The minister, the leap of oath
She's as white as a ghost
The aching feels like she's wanted from coast to coast
The scalpel bleach, make that a smile
Stay with me, my darling, for my last little while
And she sang to me
I'll be there as you sing yet
I'll be gone before the second kiss me
Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, behind the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear the dress
Oh kiss me
Ooh
Ooh, three
Ooh, fifty-three
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