Berenice
Those insect eggs
Are hatching out
And I think I'm going deaf in one ear
And my balance is shot
So you can guess
My dreams are filled
With brain-eating worms
But it's only when I wake
That I really feel the horror
And I, I can't wait
To have you near again
And talk about the things that
We both went through
I admit to fantasies of wrist-slashing
But it doesn't make me proud or glamourous
Or any such thing
I can't wait
I can't wait
I can't wait
I can't wait
Sometimes I think I want to go
Back again to the place where we were left
Cos ever since nothing can come close
And I, I can't wait
To have you near again
And talk about the things
That we both went through