Who else decodes you?
And who's gonna hold you?
Like me
And who's gonna know you?
If not me
I laughed in your face and said, "You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith
This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, we're modern idiots"
And who's gonna hold you? Like me
No, nobody
No-fucking-body
Nobody
You smoked then ate seven bars of chocolate