He turns the pages from a book
The pages off the hook
Twenty, thirty
Don't remember
He got the thirst from the loop
The pages off an ugly book
Twenty
Now you're lying to me

Life's ugly when you're not here
Birds that float into your neck
Life's ugly when you're alone
In your room with a dead body on the floor

Spare me that
When you're about to know how he treats you in takes
Fancy eyes
It leaves you mild and bored
That famous look on her face

The funny takes an ugly look
"Became a poet by the book"
Laughing and laughing,
laughing about me
It turned ugly from the cook
Got the receipt from a book
Just me mostly

Fancy eyes
You like it dry and cold
Turns me up between takes
Ugly eyes
From upstairs I hear
You must be strong to behave