Fake Pain

I think I'm channelling Iris
Do you know what it's like
She has a story to tell me
But I don't think I like it
About her boyfriend crawling
On her patio
Howling in fake pain.

His name is Che Guevara
And he's tired and thin
He wants to fuck her fuck her fuck her
But she won't let him in
She sees the sunset is falling
And her boyfriend is calling her
Fake Pain

I know there's no answer
She's like a robot dancer
Going by me
Or standing by my side.

jm: song, piano, sing
robot: beat