I can walk in flames Soaked in my cups Sheets to the wind I can grit my teeth and be loving I can twist my tongue I can tell the truth Brutal tale Of what's with you I could my hold my breath But I can't breathe deep and long Long, deep breaths Long, deep breaths Long, deep breaths Long, deep breaths You can cheat that face That primal mask of honor You can build the coffin Rare woods and satin We can return to open all those veins That frame the scenes We can run away Pick somewhere to lie Long, deep breaths Long, deep breaths Long, deep breaths Looking at my weak, white face I'm picking up the hammer I'm sleeping at the wheel But does it really matter anymore? Show me to the door It rains and pours Show me to the door It rains and pours Where's the tried and true distraction? Where's the tried and true reaction? Where's the time to turn and surrender? Leave the hole I've dug Turn to burn Weak, white face Long, deep breaths Long, deep breaths Long, deep breaths