We both want the same thing -- bad poetry and assaults at the bar.
Just try and stop me...

I was born a wanted man but I’ll die a sailor’s wife.
God help me pick the lock to her room -- I have to make this right!!

I’m creeping around in your head like a vine.

I will stop at nothing, I am the siren that sings you home.
Is that clear?

I WILL STOP AT NOTHING! I am the tooth in your jewelry box.
Is that clear?
Is that clear?!

Love is here.

We both want the same thing -- better aim at the stranger in our yard.
Just try to stop me....

The calm will come again...