We went on a trip to the sea
Me and her and her and me
Never felt so all alone
We argued by an old payphone
Now lonely is my name...
I found an old motel for us
The bed frame was covered in rust
Never felt so rotten
I stuffed her mouth with cotton
Bright Apple is my name...
I got some tape, I found some twine
My head was foggy from the wine
The desk clerk never heard a cry
I made her mine, it felt so fine
The morning sun came creeping in
Her body looked so pale and thin
Never felt so full of fear
The sky was pretty and so clear
Bob Feargus is my name...
The birds were chirping by the sea
It was me and her and her and me
I watched her splash, my eyes felt dead
The water turned a little red
Frank Deadeye is my name...
I got a tape and listened in
The phone calls she had made to him
My eyes were leaking crazy tears
I heard them laughing over beers
I tied her down, it felt so fine
Then drove across the county line
For a burger and a glass of wine...