How's your legs
Do you use them to walk
All over me

How's your head
Does it rise and fall intuitively

Smoke and pills and wine
Are waiting here for you
My junky valentine

How's your hands
Do you use them to hold
Or thread the needle

How's your arms, my love
Do you use them to showe me away

Destruction is by design
I'm waiting here for you
My junky valentine

And I give to you this note
Circles yes or no, yes or no

Destruction is by design
I'm waiting here for you
My junky valentine