Besedila: Kristin Hersh. White Suckers.

We were awake together all night long
Sharing paraphernalia 'til dawn
You didn't disappoint me, not at all

You never disappoint me
You lubricate the morning
Shining and yawning

You were nice but twisted this same old story
We were a match made in purgatory
You didn't disappoint me totally

You never disappoint me
You animate the morning
Shining and yawning

You come off like a distant moth aimless and driven
Yet you seem to be living it up walking around
In your busted shoes like you've got nothing better to do

I don't like what I was, I don't know what I've become
But shaken out of my pallor I'm filled up
You didn't disappoint me, not once

You never disappoint me
You mutilate the morning
Shining and yawning

You run by like a spazzing fly, shameless and smiling
Yeah, you seem to be living it up, driving around
In your souped-up jeep like you've got somewhere better to be