Adam and Eve [25th Anniversary Edition]

Tonight you stoop to my level I'm your mangy little whore Now you're trying to find your underwear And your socks And then the door And you're trying to find a reason Why you have to leave I know it's cause you think you're Adam And you think I'm Eve When you rhapsodize about beauty My eyes glaze Everything I love is ugly I mean really, you would be amazed And just do me a favor It's the least that you can do Just don't treat me like I am Something that happened to you I am I am I am Truly sorry Sorry about all this And you plot a tiny pin prick In my big red balloon As I slowly start to exhale It's when you leave the room And I did not design this game I did not name the stakes I just happen to like apples And I am not afraid of snakes I am I am I am Truly sorry about all this I envy you and your ignorance I hear that it's bliss, bliss, bliss So I let go the ratio Things said to things heard As I leave you to your garden And the beauty you prefer I wonder whether this will have meaning For you, when you've left it all behind I think I'll even wonder If you meant it at the time