Someday I'll get away Under the way of my mistakes And none will beg for confessions I need something more of space Like a dark escape to free me From my obsessions So make yourself a wife, a fool for fun With me, All I want is a memory Nothing to go in my kinds of dreams And my excuse for rest Even then that one sugar Gave me nothing and I knew they would Leave me for a mess So make yourself a wife, a fool for fun With me