Terminal Bliss Already Gone
Somewhere south in New Orleans
There's a place where she goes to stand
Sometimes with the world on her shoulders
Sometimes with empty hands
Her eyes are as cold as ice
And her heart is deep in debt
She's given up on living
But she doesn't want to die just yet
Already gone...
And a silence surrounds her
As do men who don't know her name
They tell her of love and lust
And she thinks they're one and the same
Her skin is smooth like silk
And her body burns with a fire
She's given up on love and trust
But she hasn't given up on desire
Already gone...
And now she fears she feels too much
And now she's so afraid to touch
