Stuff myself into your reason. I lie real close and cling. I'd get small I'd even crawl. For the madness you would bring. . Find comfort in your tangled words.
What can we scrape together with just the flesh as evidence. Handfuls of hate and the bittersweet ambivalence. 'Cause I am pushing cobwebs and I'm folding into myself.
Bet your life, bet your death. Now you bet your, now you bet your. Now you're better off dead. . Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it on all goodbye. Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it on all goodbye.