Serena's Kills

Do you sometimes feel like a ghost Or like the day is just a candy-colored pill to swallow Melting away in the mouth of tomorrow Melting away in tomorrow's fucking night If we could call the night Serena Then we could count Serena's kills She holds a mirror to your dreams and She shows you nothing but a black and burned-out sky Serena's kills Serena's kills Serena's kills are getting bad again Beside the bed there is a body on the floor Rebuking me from where it's done a thousand times or more Each hour is a copy of the one before Another ghost floats past the dial Serena's kills Serena's kills Serena's kills are getting bad The morningbird sings "Maybe she won't find you" But it always sings And she's always close behind you But with all this evening kills It's not quite writing on the wall Baby, we can have it all More or less When my legs give way beneath me You can catch me as I fall Baby, we can have it all More or less If we could call the night Serena We could count Serena's kills Watch our watercolors burn Red-yellow-green And on my knees I'll play "With all the dreams inside a day They can never make them all Serena's kills" Said, "they can never make them all Serena's kills"