Van Gogh and Hemingway, they had it easy
Though I still have both ears, I too lost my mind (Dachau!)
Artists seem harnessed to become a part of this
Heartless camaradarie-less world without wine!
All gothic authors who toss out their water with hots for the vodka, they will always miss
Painters and dancers with insecure answers who force themselves to vomit and slice at their wrists!
Consider if you will, a man or woman, who walk across walkways, along hand in hand
What if they were born to be romantic, ornery...
Hopeless and horny and worse than the worst of all those with the curse of the arts?!
Yes, I confess
That at best I’m obsessed
How could love be more true
Than if you’re crazy too?
Oh… Woah!
'Cause melody’s a sickness
Harmony’s a blight, augh!
Songwriters should not date
Songwriters should not date
Songwriters should not date those who songwrite!
