God-forsaken Is Beautiful, Too.

If You Will Die For Me, I Will Die For You And Our Graves Will Be Like Two Lovers Washing Their Clothes Together In A Laundromat If You Will Bring The Soap I Will Bring The Bleach.

If You Get Hung Up On Everybody Else's Hang-ups, Then The Whole World's Going To Be Nothing More Than One Huge Gallows.

We Looked Like A Parade Barely Moving Toward You Might Get Lost.

The Bees In My Stomach Are Dead And Getting Used To It.

Language Does Not Leave Fossils, At Least Not Until It Has Become Written.