"She imagined everything I said in falsetto
The only way to justify my childish despair
I spent my last six fifty in a public phone box
Graffited genitalia from the ceiling to floor
Played the reckless, rapid like a fruit machine
I see gargoyles in the floral of the duvet cover
You see melodrama move from one sentence to the other
And many years practice of speaking in hushed tones"
"A jealous ex silenced the room"
"She imagined everything I said in falsetto The only way to justify my childish despair I spent my last six fifty in a public phone box Graffited genitalia from the ceiling to floor Played the reckless, rapid like a fruit machine I see gargoyles in the floral of the duvet cover You see melodrama move from one sentence to the other And many years practice of speaking in hushed tones"