Diet Dr Pepper, Raymond Carver
Sitting in the bathtub while they’re knocking
I wanna be untouchable
I wanna be untouchable
You took the door off its hinges
Doll eyes red in the litmus
I felt the pea, can I eat it?
I felt the pea, can I eat it?
Picking leeches off white underwear
Neck, back, inscrutable stare
I wanna be impossible
I wanna be impossible
Fred flirts with the bartender
We met last year here, remember?
She says: I'm old but I'm not dead
She says: I'm old but I'm not dead
Rice wine, lime-flavored Lays
Passing go to sit in driveways
Clad in leopard, clutch the banister
Twirling like a Degas dancer
I just wanted to be your friend
Cup of tea in your cold hand
And drained, drained bloodless
And drained, drained bloodless
And drained, drained bloodless
And drained, drained bloodless
