No Furniture

First friend in a new city First one who I think gets me I will fill you with fake blood I will make you less cold Playing pool in your little town A smoky bar, far removed We knew what laid between us But didn't act for fear it'd end us I wish you were here right now After one glass of red I think that I'm a writer After one sip of whiskey I could be your future But I'm your heat And you left me In the dead of winter You are the cult of the number one I will love you with my eyes shut Through suffering, through celebration I dreamt about shooting up I dreamt about your glow I thought I saw the flood, but How could I ever know? All we want now Is a cheap place to live Sitting all around the floor We'll have champagne out of crystal But no furniture No furniture No furniture No furniture