How's your legs Do you use them to walk All over me How's your head Does it rise and fall intuitively Smoke and pills and wine Are waiting here for you My junky valentine How's your hands Do you use them to hold Or thread the needle How's your arms, my love Do you use them to showe me away Destruction is by design I'm waiting here for you My junky valentine And I give to you this note Circles yes or no, yes or no Destruction is by design I'm waiting here for you My junky valentine