Lyrics:

Kathy Keller's only daughter, I've been bad, but I'm getting better. I've seen you dancing with another man, and he was holding your hand, but all dances must rest. Nothing lasts forever. Cynthia Anne, so give me chances. I will prove to you that romance is something that doesn't have to make you feel sick after, feel all cheated, over and over remember what he did. I did it all, but now I'm really better. I would like to prove to you that I have no appetite to do the things I did then and won't do again. On my own, I'm all alone, I try to make my affections known, and they won't stop talking about what I did twenty years ago. That bright kitchen, that old cleaver, the spots of blood, the fallen phone receiver - don't you get tired of seeing those pictures? That was me, but now I'm different. I did all that, but now I'm really better. But now the evil has passed from one hand to another. Cynthia Keller in the cellar, don't tell me you didn't get my letters. I try to tell you, make you see that, after all they did to me, how I could I do that? All I can do now is stay at home and watch T.V. You're all I have, don't make me go, don't throw me away, don't leave me alone. I can't be alone now that I'm all better. I'm your slave, just don't leave me alone with my being better.