Jealousy Touch Rationale

You're bored again and craving attention;

take this microphone and spill your guts.

You think you're so dangerous...I should mention

that I will break your heart if you break my trust.

So listen up, because I'll only say this once:

I am drunk and impatient, and enough is enough.

I know your body like the back of my hand.

Picture this: my finger on the switch, the absence of light,

your hand over my mouth as the gentle flesh collides.

I know your body like the back of my hand.

I am the writing on the ceiling above your bed

at 3 a.m. (when you're trying to sleep).

I am everything that you never want to see again.

Your life is like falling from the top of the highest building

and not expecting the ground.

Falling away without a sound (it's like falling from the top).

Drink up...last call = last chance

to make it out of here in some other way

than stumbling and alone.

You're so fashionable

with your lit cigarette and your hipbones

showing on the sidewalk silhouette.

Go home.