Nothing

You’re a private boy
House guests are not enjoyed
But, you feel good with me;
Said I could have a key

You showed me your locks
You showed me Dundalk
You showed me your loss
You showed me the bridge it takes to cross

It means nothing to me

Your discriminating mother says I am like a daughter
If she could have another there would be no other

Your friends told me, last night
They can’t believe their eyes
You’rе usually mummified;
With me, you climb, and dive
And comе alive

You are into this
But I just want dick

Oh, it’s long gone
You can see the hole in my chest
(it’s been a blood bath)
Transplanted soul;
It’s his neglected pet
He keeps it in his coin jar
At his bed side
Denies it cries all the day
All the day long

You don’t use your mouth
But with me you go down
We had a fetus once
I squished it like a bug
It meant nothing to me