Island of Men (Version) Lyrics

You left me on the Island of Men

Me and four guys that can't swim

We feast on your memory with pieces of fruit cake

We remember your skin

Rubbing our hands in fits

It's phosphorescent in our minds

It burns an obscure fire

Spending the night rolling cigarettes

Sucking butts to the lipstick

Taking turns with your dress

Putting a fold in the photograph

You left me on the Island of Men

The silence abuses your memory

Nothing's left of the tin

I've become the fruitcake

We've got ugly routines

We use to pass the time

Reenacting painful scenes

Pretending to solve emotional crimes/

Kevin takes me out on your birthday

Robbie takes off your glasses to kiss me—

There's nothing like Parris Island

In the springtime

I remember Christmas

Rafael's playing Jesus

Making love to your stereo

Ryan wears the leotard

Ultimately we know why we're here

But not when

We'll ever be trusted around women again