And Then There Were None

Dear Herr Stiefel - Moritz, I've spent the entire day thinking about your note Truly it touched me - it did - that you would think of me as a friend Of course, I was saddened to hear that Your exams came off rather less well than you'd hoped And that you will not be promoted, come fall And, yet, I must say straightaway that fleeing to America is hardly the solution And, even if it were, I cannot provide the money you request. Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, well, fine Not like it's even worth the time But still, you know, you wanted more Sorry, it won't change - been there before You would do me wrong, Herr Stiefel to read into my refusal any lack of affection On the contrary, as Melchior's mother, I truly believe it to be my duty to curb this momentary loss. The thing that sucks- okay?- for me A thousand bucks, I'm, like, scott free And I mean, please, that's all I need Get real, Jose! By now you know the score. Should you like, I am ready to write your parents I will try to convince them that no one could've worked harder last semester, And also that too rigorous a condemnation of your current misfortune Could have the gravest possible effect. You wanna laugh, it's too absurd You start to ask, can't hear a word You're gonna crash and burn Right, tell me more Still, Herr Stiefel, one thing in your letter disturbed me Your - what shall we call it? - veiled threat that should escape not be possible You would take your own life Okay, so now we do the play Act like we so care. No way! You'll write my folks? Well, okay Babe, that's how it goes... My dear boy, the world is filled with men - Businessmen, scientists, scholars even, who have done rather poorly in school And yet gone on to brilliant careers Consider for example our friend. They freak or won't You toe the line You tell your soul, "Just kill some time." Will it quit? It will until they don't... They're not my home, not anymore Not like they so were before Still, I'll split, and they'll like Well, who knows? Who knows? Who knows? In any case, I assure you that Your present misfortune will have no effect on my feelings for you Or on your relationship with Melchior Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, well, fine Not like it's even worth the time But still, you know, you wanted more Okay, so nothing's changed - heard that before You wanna laugh, it's too absurd You start to ask, can't hear a word You wanna crash and burn Right, tell me more You start to cave, you start to cry You try to run, nowhere to hide You want to crumble up, and close that door So, head high, Herr Stiefel! And do let me hear from you soon In the meantime, I am unchangingly, and most fondly yours, Fanny Gabor Just fuck it, right? Enough, that's it You'll still go on - well, for a bit Another day of utter shit And then there were none... And, then there were none... And, then there were none... And, then there were none...