Psychiatric lover, baby. Sitting by my side.
She can see my future, baby. She can read my sign.
Probing deep inside of me through the streets of my big city.
No no no empty seats, for the mystic of my dreams.

Have you seen extinction, baby? Tell me it's my time.
What about those other species? Not when you are mine.
Don't think of things of gone badly. All it does is win my pity.
No no more untouched seeds. What I've done is all for free.

Be my June Carter. Be my June Carter Cash.
By my June Carter. Be my psychiatric lover.