There's a place I go. There's a place I go. They don't know my name there But, that's quite the way it goes. There's a place I go. There's a place I go. I don't use my name, when I go to that place. Sometimes I use your name, and I hope that it's okay. When I go to that place, your name brings me cake. There's a place I go. There's a place I go. And one day I hope that you can go there, too. They know your name. At least that's not through. They know your name. And they know what's good for you. In that place I go we talk about you, lots. They don't know my name but, oh yes, they know yours. Do you have a place, a place to speak my name? Do you have a place to plan how we'll die? I have that place. I hope it does not make you cry. When it's your time, I don't want to see you lie bleeding for too long. I want to make it quick. Soon you will go and then I won't need your name.