Fluorescence A.D. 1429: Burning The Body Of Joan Of Arc, Or "Cupid"

So I burnt down my first lemonade stand

Years later hung myself with a necktie

I stole my inspiration from a lonely ghost road

Someday this curse will catch up with me

And someday I will fit my memoirs in the palm of your hand



Meredith, Meredith

Someday I will fit my memoirs in the palm of your hand

And they will accompany you as you give up hope

And Meredith

All my life you'll be humming lullabies into my ear

In such a disjointed and quivering melody

And on my deathbed you'll be screaming repentance to the rhythm of my slowing heartbeat

God, I have never known a thought so lovely

God, I have never known a thought so fucking beautiful