Kyra Wants Back In

Fix up this love or I'm tearing it down You took a decent house and turned it inside-out You sealed up the windows and padlocked the doors Why wasn't I on board with these plans of yours And now Kyra wants back in Yes, but where to begin When the center can't hold, you just slide right off You try to breathe deeply, but you sputter and cough Surefire signs of a love that's diseased Yet the afflicted seem to come and go as they please And now Kyra wants back in Yes, but how to begin If you want back in, it'll cost ya It'll cost ya dearly Who knew I had that typhus germ All that time right near me You laid with archangels and went sleeping with dogs Swept me down rivers, sent me rolling on logs As you go down tonight into your satin sheets, Observe the sacrament of Our Lady of Cheats And now Kyra wants back in Yes, but how to begin And now Kyra wants back in For her, it's always win-win Someday, when the woman is servant to the man And the coliseum caters to the people in the stands, I'll let you and your clothes dry off on my porch Then I'll singe you and sear you like tissue on a torch And now Kyra wants back in Yes, but how to begin And now Kyra wants back in For her, it's always win-win