I'll get my hands out of my pockets,
Tear the curtains from my eyes,
Then I'll empty out the sockets
And I'll bury you inside.
Because I need to find a way out
Of this hole that I've been in.
It's deep enough to burn me up
And cold enough to take my life.
I've been waiting for some friends
To give me up or turn me in.
I know they're good for it.
If I give another hour
To this sinking effigy,
Then I fear my life would sour
And the memories would eat at me.
I've been dreaming you're still here,
But I would hate to let you near my life again.
Will this ever end? I'd hate to let you in.
Will this ever end? I have to ...