Boy, you've been staring some...consumed in the science of the dark.nI was following the light from the crimson ghost on your arm.nShe said, There must be someone sitting at home waiting for you miserably.nnWell there's not, but there was.nShe was always down on me.nI used to think it was gravity...nNow I'm pretty sure it's self-esteem.nIt still doesn't bother me.nnEntirely in the silence of the dark she said,nI don't think that Danzig is that cool anymore...nSo there she stood half naked but not the half that gets men dreaming.nAnd she talked about love and the current state of the scene:nI heard it's not as good as it used to be.nBut we can always smoke out the roomnAnd see how many shapes we can twist in fog...nnLet's stay up late talking about GodnAnd those we've loved before until we pass out and dream about war.