text: My guy is a tad transcontinental
  But it keeps me enchained
  Watch an old black and white movie
  Fred and Ginger are too sentimental
  Cryin in shame, I dont want to be forgotten
  I cant be alone
  So dont you dare leave me
  Its like coming home
  To skin that has died
  Human voices like a drum
  And theyre looking right through me;
  Scatter the ashes one more time, for me
  One more time, for me
  My guy is a tad too ornamental
  When hes frozen in space
  Cut your eye far to me
  Covered carcasses, too elemental
  Caught underneath a subway, I dont want to be forgotten
  I cant be alone
  So dont you dare leave me
  Its like coming home
  To skin that has died
  Human voices like a drum
  And theyre looking right through me;
  Scatter the ashes one more time, for me
  One more time, for me
  One more time for me, one more time for me
  One more time for me, one more time for me
  One more time for me, one more time for me
  Trans-likened, twisting my ankle
  Doing the grave dance
  Narcotic? Yes please, Ill have a sample!
  Riding on my very last chance
  Then the clouds will open for me!
  Gonna meet my Jesus Christ!
  I see history playing before me
  For pleasure and passion, you pay the price
  Sadness the name of the spike that took me
  Im naked, thats all
  Like some raging, hard, horny Mephistopheles
  Came for my soul