from the corners of your closet

when the shadows of the august sun are fading

she’ll be waiting

scarlet letter on your chest

cherry vodka on your breath taste like regret

your karmic debt

jack and jill they went up the hill

smelling like booze and pills

gone all night

sticky fingers in cookie jars

where they did not belong

out of sight

moon was bleeding, crimson red

every trail had crumbs of bread

spread like jesus on the bed

poor old jack he lost his head

dirty money on the table

bet you thought you’d get away it this time

your perfect crime

little piggies wrapped in blue

burn the paperwork and hide inside the zoo

you’re guilty too

humpty dumpty sat on the wall

and took an awful fall broke his neck

all the horses and all his men

couldn’t put him together again

moon was bleeding, crimson red

every trail had crumbs of bread

spread like jesus on the bed

poor old jack he lost his head