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"