we used up all the good.
the jeweler was murdered.
and there is deer in the cemetery.
in the morning fog.
we used up all the good.
the woman was a fire sheet.
replaced by whiskey and outer space.
but we got a lot.
we used up all the good.
I wrote this on airplane.
while my balls itched.
don't look under the bed.
we used up all the good.
there was love inside the cellar.
I am wasted.
and I will haunt you like a ghost.
we used up all the good.
cigarettes and somebody moves.
we got a lot.
don't ever forget that.