Sweetheart raises up her hands to the people
To find someone in my shoes
And a briefcase connects her head
Sweetheart disappears into unconsciousness
No voices saying to move away
And she fades at the people's feet
Sweetheart is mourning her oblivion
Turning into a blood red puddle
And somewhere somebody screams
Sweetheart is jolted as the driver drives
She tries to think of where she's going
And wonders if it's worth the trouble
Sweetheart attracts much attention
Attention she doesn't really want
And no-one's asked for her choices
Sweetheart goes back to pavement
Back to the cheap and disgusting world
And I'm not there to kiss it better