I saw you older--
It looked like Death had been at your face.
Another cigarette,
Almost gone when the morning first breaks.
Too many people,
Too many people know your first name.
I'm just one,
And after a while I can't bring myself to say it
Be sure you notice always what you're eating

New York nights, 1926--
It all looked so different
You've starved your telephones,
Now your servants can't bring you messages.
The open fields where people call up to no reply;
You can't help it--
If you get out of bed you might meet a spy

We used to be lovers a long time ago.

Your God hates me--
He can't feel my flesh;
He leaves me panting like a dog at the edge of your bed.

Your God hates me.

Lyrics submitted by owennnnnnnnnn, edited by gideonansell

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    General CommentSo damned sad, so desperate. The last bit, so bitterly and distressingly repeated, always gets me. This is one of those curiously astounding songs where beauty (and exceptional songwriting talent) coalesces with despair. On "Been Here and Gone" Zedek excels at that. The whole album but especially this track, seems like some lonesome testament to exhausting alienation and emotional decay that's sometimes harshly undeserved but mostly seems willful, and all the more tragic. Can't help but feel her music is noble in a way.
    paedophageplaygroundon April 23, 2013   Link
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    General CommentJust discovered this is actually a cover by the band V;.
    paedophageplaygroundon May 01, 2013   Link

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