I put it all on black. No color, you're all dressed in. And a stab in the back left you bleeding on the floor. And I'm mourning the death. The recent passing of your insides. I smile in regret every time I think of how I spoke to you. I put it all in back of my mind where I hold you. I'm just trying to keep track, how far back it really goes. And I'm living in lack of the blood sent from the heavens. I'm just trying to relax as a killer's waiting right outside my door. What's black and white? What's (What's black and white? What's...) read all over? This tired book. This (This tired book. This...) organ donor. Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree. It hasn't rained in years. I bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears. Leave it to me. I remain free from all the comforts of home (Of home). And where that is I'm pleased as piss to say I'll never really know. I put them all in black... the four walls of my bedroom. And I trimmed them in red. Peeled your picture off the wall. And I'm living in lack of the blood sent from your heartbeat, that arrived in your neck every time I salivated over you. What's upside down? What's (What's upside down? What's...) coated in silver? This crucifix is (This crucifix is...) my four leaf clover. Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree. It hasn't rained in years. I bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears. Leave it to me. I remain free from all the comforts of home (Of home). And where that is I'm pleased as piss to say I'll never really know. One of these days (one of these days) it's gonna catch up to you. Throwing looks like those around. And one of these nights (one of these nights), I promise to you I'll soon be sleeping sound... as soon as I leave town.
