No One

Where is the one

Who will mourn me when I'm gone

Who will pour water on my bed of dirt

Who will breathe fire on my neck at night

I heard someone say

There's a chance that I will meet her

I could be perse-

Phone and she demeter

To pull me from the underground that I call home

Her name is no one...

She blinds me with her eyes 'cause she's

The one, the one

She lives somewhere not here...

My lovers are as smooth

As a politician's tongue

The more I look for goodness

The more that I find none

I heard someone say,

That she's honest and good...

Her name is no one no one no one...

I measure out my days

With sips of a Corona

I'm pretty sure she drives

An old fucked up Corolla

To pull me from the underground

That I call home

I've a funny feeling

There's no chance that I will meet her

So I'll measure out my nights

To my metronome's meter