I need to walk away. I know I can not stay. I swear I'd love to play With someone else. Right here below the stairs. So fast a zipper tears. Conducting my affairs With someone else. Lord knows... Lord knows I want to. I feel my heart rate change. Instead of feeling strange, The beats move back in range Of someone else. My egg shell cracks a bit. Ray shielding takes a hit. I feel the benefit Of someone else. Break down. Lord knows I need to. I'll only take a sip. One little taste. It's just a minor shift, Then back in place. Just under there, Beneath the waxy glare, You'll scream and pull my hair As someone else. A fragile change of plan. I know you understand This shatterproof demand For someone else. Strip down. Lord knows you want to.