I gave up being a stripper
Tried another plan
Now I drink away my talent
Put the blame where I can
I used to dream about dying
Like Jesus on the cross
Or buried deep beneath the earth
Now every morning brings a loss
I saw your picture in the paper
A big voice in a sinister business
Cried in my bedroom over you
Now history will bear witness
I was a belly dancer
On tiptoe on the stairs
I could have been a black swan for you
But nobody cares
Do you remember those dreams of mine?
The ones that really scared me
So I drink away my talent
And pray that God will save me
I saw your picture in the paper
A big noise in a sinister business
Cried in my bedroom over you
And now history will bear witness
And I'm running in the night taking off my clothes again
I used to dream of a forest
Naked and serene
We used to bathe in the cold spring there
Trying to get clean
I used to dream about dying
Like Jesus on the cross
Or buried deep beneath the earth
Now every morning brings a loss
I saw your picture in the paper
A big voice in a sinister business
Cried in my bedroom over you
Now history will bear witness...