It shreds my heart in a million different places every time I think about the scrawled out cursive lines In the notebook that we found by the roadside That said: "I hope someday I'm deaf and dumb and blind. I'll skinny dip with girls in lakes of wine And find my way by clutching to their thighs. From one set to the next I'll float through time, My face slapped upon my stepping out of line." My heart does swell on remembering the words smeared on the wall Of the dimly-lit abandoned bathroom stall In the cinema in the abandoned mall In all capitals said: "For a good time call My girlfriends, they're all living down the hall. I lay awake at night and watch them fall Asleep, then I slowly attempt to crawl Into their beds and then proceed to kiss them all."