This Is Really Only All We Have: Day Time, Twilight, Pitch Black, Night

Light. You Had The Coldest Eyes And The Softest Touch: Day Time, Twilight,

Pitch Black, Night Light. These Typed Letters, Beneath Me. F**k With These

Buttons And Knobs Long Enough And Maybe Things Will Turn Out Fine. Hide

Behind Your Crystal Screen And Blow Kisses At Me. Remember What We Said

Wouldn't Happen? Write Your Name On My Chest In Kerosene. Spark A Match And

You Will Never Be Cold Again. This Is Really Only All We Have: Day Time,

Twilight, Pitch Black, Night Light. You Had The Coldest Eyes And The Softest

Touch: Day Time, Twilight, Pitch Black, Night Light. Gag And Destroy Me

Bay-bee. I Have A Large Collection Of Thunder That I Stole From Your Window

Sill.