As you lie there on your bed
Beneath the face of Louise Brooks
With your makeup and your teddy bears
And your C.S. Lewis books
Bad seed
You're a bad seed
You're a decadent in chrysalis
Waiting sleepily to emerge
When you'll visit every seedy need
Of your heartbreak obsessive urge
All the ruses that you use
All the food that you refuse
All the dust and tired air that feeds Interior Lulus
All the poisoned attitudes
And the lust for the unknown
And the second best that devils use
To make this world their own
Interior Lulu
Interior Lulu
In your soul are many mansions
And your heart are many mysteries
And you'll visit every room in time
Of your friends Henry and Anais
All the lost weekends and booze
All the complicated truths
Everything we prostitute to feed Interior Lulus
Interior Lulu
Interior Lulu
Use the anger
Paint a picture of it
Throw the colours
Use the pain, use the pain
Scream back a brand new emotion
As it runs across the skin
Fire across paper
Burn and curl
Discovering and remembering
You felt like this somewhere before
Stirrin up the bed of the river
Somewhere you don't like to go
You thought you couldn't feel like this
You said never again but you're waking up in pain
Tattooed in the private place
Intimately pierced
Intimately pierced
What do I know?
She told me what I already know
Then she said
"If you can carry it out you can take it away
If you can carry it out you can take it away
If you can buy it, it can be bought
If you can buy it, it can
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