Purple Schards

Nanoseconds, milliseconds, is the lifetime [?]

Before my self-confidence was turbo-charged

But afterwards I was sweepin' up my broken heart’s purple shards

She changed my belief system (changed me)

I used be an Olympic swimmer in a vivid mirror

Now I'm a muted cheer on a fruitless year

Bein' run over like a stupid deer

She washed her [?] (washed herself)

[?] (Where am I?)

So I was mortally wounded by my hormonally-induced lewd shtick (I was horny)

And a Venus flytrap squeezed between her cleavage’s wide gap (oh, yeah)

She lived up the street, she fixed me something to eat (food)

I was a livid little freak who...