I've got walls made of steel made of carbon and loneliness.
I took the samples of carbon from the last time we kissed.

I got a couple of cigs to keep me warm when the war is coming cause I only smoke when the sky is falling.

I've got a bottle of wine cause I'm finally old enough to look the cashier in the eye and say that, "I've got time to die."

I've got a couple of pills that will me closer than you ever will.
Hold your hand on my head and say that you can feel my heart.

See the problem's not that you're here not here but the problem's that you left.
When people say that they will stay I count the seconds left.
Cause I'm not looking for permanent even if I need it.

Well who needs love?
Who needs love?
Who needs love, certainly not I.


Well I've got it planned out to the very last dime.
Do you need some change in my pocket for the drugs that I hope she'll find.

Well my heart's a heavy mess - she said your heart's got a black hole and it's not my place to talk about it but we can smoke it off or do "something" about it.

She's got skin like a goddess and eyes with dying fires.
You can almost see her darkness from the other side of town.

Cause if you're looking for losing for it well now's the fucking time because I'm losing by the night cause I just want to taste your darkness off your shirt, off your shirt.

And I said,
"The problem's not that I'm scared but I don't think I mean it.
This loneliness is gas I used to fuel the fire."

So if you're looking for an empty kiss that's all I have to give.


Well who needs love?
Who needs love?
Who needs love, certainly not I.

I've got some carnations on my bed stained by the bleeding in my head-I say I'm addicted to the mess as I detox to detox to dehab.

Don't tell me you're leaving again.
It's not like I wanted anyone to stay anyways.


The problem's not that I'm conflicted-just my mausoleums don't get maintenence.

Because you will kiss me in the evening and I'm the only one who will feel it.


I'm not looking for something serious I just thought you'd stay longer.

But who needs love?
Who needs love?
Who needs love?
Who needs love?
Who needs love?
Who needs love?
Who needs love?


Certainly not I.