not to live sentimental
or to say what i don't mean
not sad like instrumental
songs that they play in
a
elevator
but i have to say
and you have to know
you have to know
its truly so
and now after all the evil days i want to say:
i still love you the most

look at me, transcendental
washed in the blood and the blood
and the flood and now, bitch, i am on the lamb
even where the milk will go
cookies and milk
cookies and truth
and now after all the weepy days, after how i cried i'll say:
don't you know i love you the most

i have gone continental
and now i know you spill
out of your jeans
and salt slick onto me
now we only have thin
and this wrists getting thin
thinking how you got thick and so hard in my hands
when you were in my hands
when i held your hand
after all the love i've had, lover under stools i've had, don't you forget that i will love you the most