Djuna!

Someday when I'm not broke
 I'll kiss my boys goodbye
 Their embroidered handkerchiefs waving me off
 Someday when I'm not broke
 I'll kiss my boys goodbye
 Their embroidered handkerchiefs waving me off
 Djuna the boys aren't ok
 they make me regress and forget my aim
 Need to get them out of my way
 Can you support me in this?
 I remember second time I saw them
 still long before they were mine
 They were deep in eachothers' eyes
 Stepping in they didn't seem to see me
 as I tried to leave they looked my way
 ans whispered "stay"
 I have stayed a hundred times
 I've been soaking up their velvet crimes
 They've made me come
 They've had me shine
 and lately they've made me sigh
 Last night when I was out I bought myself a drink
 Opened the memories and violence poured out
 Last night when I was out I bought myself a drink
 Opened the memories and violence poured out
 Djuna, things aren't right
 I didn't make it through the night
 I got into a fight and was hit by a man
 Listened to the songs you didn't send
 I loved the order you would have put them in
 Djuna, tell me it's a piece of cake
 a piece of art and a hell to raise
 Some day when I'm not broke
 I'll buy you a diamond ring
 And we'll celebrate our love
 until death comes