Now you sit there thinking feeling insecure 

The mocking court gesture (jester) claims there is no proven cure 

Go back to your chamber, your eyes upon the wall

'Cos you got no one to listen, you got no one to call

And you think I'm curious

Drifting, drowning in a purple sea of doubt 

You wanna hear she loves you, 

but the words don't fit the mouth 

You're a loser, a rebel, a cause without

But don't think me callous

Dancing Rosemary, disappearing [bad word] 

It's just your yellow appetite

that has you choking on the [bad word] 

You gave in, you gave out, outlived your dream of youth 

And I can't get jealous

So go on, you'll continue with your nose so open wide 

Knocking on that door that says [bad word] inside

But don't bother to buy insurance 'cos you've already died 

And you can't be serious 

I saw my reflection in my father's final tears 

The wind was slowly melting, San Francisco disappears 

Acid heads, unmade beds, and you Woodward world [bad word] 
I know you're lonely

I know you're lonely

I know you're lonely...