Todos Los Chicos

Since you?re gone this house of stone 
  has turned unknown, so still, so lone. 
  I drink a bowl of soup, 
  pretend I?m off the loop, 
  seal my eyes, seal my eyes, 
  with make up. 

  Since you?re away two weeks, three days, 
  my lips are numb, my thighs erased, 
  you?ve got a thousand calls, 
  but I?ve forgot them all, 
  every light, dim or bright, 
  is dying. 

  Went uptown, returned the gown 
  returned the jewels, returned the crown, 
  forgive this cynical Juliet, 
  so strict with the etiquette, 
  hypnotized by the rise 
  of waters. 

  Clean and dry but still untied, 
  I give myself without a cry, 
  I guess you?ve played your part, 
  defeat my german heart, 
  get the prize, get the prize, 
  we?re closing. 

  Since you?re gone it seems the phone 
  is the only thing that breaths at home, 
  your picture is on the wall 
  and here?s the living doll, 
  perfect size, awful nice, 
  unloaded.