Honorary Title, The – Cats In Heat

Pulled from the liquor cabinet

Choose your mood and then start to wreak havoc

With your exaggerated sadness

The sadness that ensues

This is when I start to lose

Interrupted by the flickering candles

The darkness that softened the angles

Though I am the reason

I am the reason

That I’m filling in the empty spaces

Where you left your mark

Take two steps back from all of this and

Remember what you started with

It was nothing at all

Back in Queens,

Where the stifling heat overpowers the air conditioning

You can keep on crawling away

But you’re never gonna escape

No, not today

I’m filling in the empty spaces

Where you left your mark

In the soothing peace of car alarms and cats in heat

I can hear you breathe

Ba-ba-da-da-da

Keep on telling me that time is no enemy

A worthless struggle to step back

And reconceive