Infinity is somewhere
Like prisoners in the cave
I borrowed a treasure map
Of unused states

He had his bones in the sand
Of who I used to me
I asked him for a dotted line
He gave me one for free
But

I could smell the fire off of him
He was the king of Indifference
And she was his mistress
I could smell the fire off of him
He was the king of Indifference
And I was his mistress

She was talking about
European cigarettes
A level 3 seductress
In a tamed undress

She got a nervous breakdown
When she turned 18
And coffin shaped shoes
With a taste for gasoline
So

I could smell the fire off of them
She was the queen of Indifference
And he was her mistress
I could smell the fire off of him
He was the king of Indifference
And she was his mistress
I could smell the fire off of them
He was the king of Indifference
And I was his mistress
I could smell the fire off of them
King and Queen of Indifference
And I'm going to miss this