I woke up from a long sleep
and I felt myself as a geek
broken feet
this was what I felt
sad essence of a wretched existence
the last customer has gone
without giving me the right tone
hollow men
what obscures damn
I do not want to go on the sidewalk
under that lamppost
but the cause is the reason
from this situation
I am a love seller
and not a fortune teller
there is a hole in my heart
your blame Bart
broken feet
I can not sleep
unable to self dress, high heels
in this way, which leads me to hell
l lost your number cell
broken feet
and l have a man to meet
in St.Mary street