starry configurations am just a receiver
  divine recombinations am just a recordist
  receptionist - unhappy medium
  receptionist - unhappy medium
  excellent accommodations am just a bellboy
  beautiful surroundings am just some gravel
  or peat moss, what have you
  or peat moss, what have you now?
  why must you treat me like you do?
  don't you know it's all for you
  dear infatuation, you do not see me
  die here beside you in see-through obscurity
  governess, fancy less, we'll sound the alarm
  and drum up some simpleton for you
  to eat these apples from your eyes
  emptiness fills room
  your love's bud goes full bloom
  you don't love me
  aren't thinking of me
  why am I waiting for you to see I'm alive
  storybook ending am just a ledger
  hardly worth a mention or the paper
  it's written on and cried upon
  and kissed once by wax
  but still you treat me like you do
  with everything I've done for you
  striking like a bird of prey along your notepad now
  the only year that turns your way
  my dear diary: it's just you and me tonight
  you don't love me
  aren't thinking of me
  you don't love me
  aren't thinking of me tonight
  why am I waiting for you to see I'm alive