Bent Double - Insides

I have dreams about violence

Sex with people from the past

A girl called Jane

I remember you said that «she was

A good friend, she comes from 'round here»

I’ve known her for years

And you may warm your cold hands

On my stomach and breathe warm air

Down my neck

Only my best friends

Rub my back

And hold my head

And stroke my hair out of my face

When I’m feeling sick

Because I can’t hold my drink

Don’t know her surname

I wouldn’t recognize her face

If she wants me

She knows where to find me

'Cause she knows what I look like