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.