It's a dream, you and her in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.
What if there was truth to the statement that first came love, then came marriage?
But it's not that way. That's not the song we sing;
Sex without a condom is the new engagement ring.
And the pain of rings, so demeaning.
I would change so much just to feel something.
And I said I was holding your heart, but it was just for show.
We said, “‘Til d**h do us part”, but darling, I died such a long time ago.
And since then, we've been fed, but only bread that's been turned back into stone.
I used to starve 'cause I was hungry, now I starve 'cause I'm alone.
I had one god in my heart, but so many demons in my head.
I took life in little parts; life and d**h and life and d**h and life and d**h again.
Then that image of waking up next to you in bed, my blood red, pumping it up to feel a beat again.
But then that flat line. I'm fine, I swear.
Broken down, shut out, and nothing there.
Where, oh where, did we let this love fade again?
Walk down that sermon so I don't feel so condemned.
d**h was my lover, and conviction just a friend.
And then a dead end, I wish I could pretend
So then she would at least trust me again.
She said, “Call, I'll still be awake at that hour”.
Congratulations darling, I haven't fallen asleep in weeks.
Withering away like trees, gra** and flowers.
God forgive me, you said blessed are the mean.
I'm submitting myself to something great, but then when I wake,
I find out it doesn't even relate to that pulsating headache.
No caffeine can calm the anxiety of knowing it's all fake.
God, I am awake, please wash out these stains.
God, I am awake, please wash out these stains.
God, I am awake, please wash out these stains.
God, I am awake, I wanna be clean again. I'm ready to be clean again.