The Collector

I collect my lover
All over this town
in glasses, jars and boxes
I carry him around
I collect him, my lover
Im drugged by his smell
Down in subwaycorridors
Tracking down ma belle

Pin him like a butterfly
Put him on the wall
Place him by the windowpost
Pet him like a doll

I collect my lover
taste him in a drop
forgotten on the bottom
of his coffecup
I collect him, my lover
a trace of his skin
conserve him in my belly
carry him within

Pin him like a butterfly