The Desert

Hey Cleopatra

One day in November

A tall killer with sunglasses

Who looked away when she did it

She looked so

Far away  

She's got a torn black sleeve

'Cause she just turned 21

We were talking about a heartbeat

She left me

In the desert

Forty days and forty nights

Lost in the desert

Forty days and forty nights

Just a suicide moon     

Kissed by kerosene

It burns immaculately

In the desert

Forty days and forty nights

Lost in the desert

Forty days and forty nights