Save a little pathos for yourself
Just because you wanted sid vicious eyebrows
I can think of words to compensate (don't you?)
Shopaholic, i can't know, being alone has got to go
Send a little sadness to my place
Just because you didn't know what to call it

Oh but being

And all my best friends' bicycles were stolen the other night
And all the tickets you couldn't sell you had to burn them into their light
And it was all my fault all the good things and the bad
And all the ropes that could have fallen
In front of your arms

Meet me at the me