How come you dont realise the shape youre in
Sweatin over lies to justify the naked sin within
A spineless irritation from some time before
When more than life was cursin through my veins.
You made me and you slayed me and you tortured me
Laughing as you lay upon our bed of bloody loveand left me.
Think about me, drink about me, I dont care,
cause now I realise the shape Im in.
If I was alive, Id open up the gates for you,
If Id only cried aloud, Id still be here.
In my other life, Im making plans for you, my dear,
So come on babe, your time is drawing near.
Across the street theyre eating now and holding hands,
An image of a priest with bibles lain across his hands for me.
Dont think about me, drink about me, I dont care,
cause now I realise the shape Im in.
If I was alive, Id open up the gates for you,
If Id only cried aloud, Id still be here.
In my other life, Im making plans for you, my dear,
So come on babe, your time is drawing near.
In the house, my mothers house, the clocks have all stood still,
An empty picture frame upon a dirty window sill .
In the yard, my fathers yard, a tombstone breaks in two,
Shattered by a lying snake like you.
