In Your Time

In your time,
I felled a Christmas tree,
Stuck the needles in my face, just like Pinhead from "Hellraiser."
Face it, there's no pleasure to your pain
There's no soothing function to your acupuncture

Remember our dinner in the winter?
You drank like it was a snow day
And school was called off,
And we'd run away,
And I want to renew that.

In your time,
It got so old,
I grew weary of wrestling you from the whistling wolves.
I whisked you away again.
I am so bold.
Stoked the cooling coals again,
But in your time, you've grown too cold

In your time, you opened a gift from me:
A cheap little sex toy, but that's what you'd get from me.
Expected from me nothing but love and love-making,
And shutting off the alarm while you slept in, naked.

We'd put on the coffee and laugh
About the things we didn't have,
And you never came,
But I never left you,
And I want to renew that.

In your time,
It got so old,
I grew weary of wrestling you from the whistling wolves.
I whisked you away again.
I am so bold.
Stoked the cooling coals again,
But in your time, you've grown too cold

In your time, I tried to surprise you.
I walked in your room and laid my eager eyes on you,
Riding some guy, you were clad in a Santa hat,
I was so sad about that.

I threw the poinsettias on the floor,
Stormed out the door,
And I called you a heretic,
Offered you marriage and sanctuary,
And I want to renege that...

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