Little bird in coffin come Sum my day up in a strum And after every threat is sung I turn my throat into a sun And I set fire to a bird That had set the soil to turn And I will follow every verse Until I've murdered every word Little bird in coffin come Sum my day up in a strum And all that rots down here below Is a burn I earned just days ago And I will die inside a car 2 miles east of where you were And every breath I've ever harmed All at once now will return