A memory of a fire
Suspended by your touch
From the ashes we made love
But I could never say that was much

Her illustrations paint me dead
By the lust that drapes my conscience

As I suffer, will you numb my pain?
Dying in your loving silence
As I suffer, will you numb my pain?
With lips like sin
As I suffer, will you numb my pain?
I shouldn't care this much
As I suffer, will you numb my pain?

I'm tired of bleeding out for someone else's wound
Will you make your bed in someone else's tomb?

Now don't come back

A memory of a fire
Suspended by your touch
From the ashes we made love
But I could never say that was much
I'm bathing in dismay
I'll shiver to hold my sanity
Frozen and withered for days
Just to know that I'm not crazy

Shiver

As I shiver, will you kill my suffering?
A kiss of death, with lips like sin