I was afraid, dotting the eyes of our reckoning
A windowless chair, your hands on my face
Contorted like a knee brace

"Nothing to do, baby
No one to save me now"
An eye of gold daisies
Nothing to see, go on, pull me out

I am a plane crash
No God above but an oxygen mask
Decades in the bed you made
Black garb of the Heaven's gate

Come back to sleep, baby
Come on and piece me back together now

House flooding to the slow dance that we do
I'm gutted here for you
Hands cut up and thе sutures come unglued
I need a nеw skin to slip inside

Heart gutted here for you
Heart gutted here for you
I could die at your feet 'til I'm bruised at the knees
You keep wearing me down to the wire
Mutilate me
You're my box cutter
Ear to cheek
Wearing the face of another

So many things
So many things
So many things I'd say to you

So many things
So many things
So many things I'd say to you

"Nothing to see, baby
No one to save me now
Come back to sleep, baby
I'm gutted here for you"