My god as my raincoat

My pockets to fill

My hands are cadaver

But my feet just won't keep still

I have loved you on empty

Combustion to touch

But love doesn't cut it

Love is cut much too much

Cut it too much

Carve a bay for the broken things

I've never said

Hand out candy there

To the living and the dead

Bluebird has my verdict

Tattooed on his wings

I forgive everyone

I forgive you for everything

Almost everything

Matter-maker

I've been waiting for her

To bury my teeth in the alkaline earth

Call it a favor

I've been waiting for her

To sing me to sleep

Sleep to death

Death to birth

I've been repenting ever since

Pulling clay from holy men

The first time I tried on

My virtue for size

I was rags in a brazier

On fire and hysterically blind

Now that our little Nero's done

Wiping his mouth

On his sleeve and our work is done

You and me, we can get out

We can get out

And it just gets more painful

The longer you wait

What good is a future

When half of your bones are fake?

As it just gets more painful

You trivialize

The things that you are

And the things that you want them to say about you

After you die

Matter-maker

I've been waiting for her

To bury my teeth in the alkaline earth

Call it a favor

I've been waiting for her

To sing me to sleep

Sleep to death

Death to birth

I've been repenting ever since

Pulling clay from holy men

And I will still say 'I love you' long after the research is in

I will still say 'I love you' long after the research is in

I will still say 'I love you' long after the research is in

I will still say 'I love you' long after the research is in

I will still say 'I love you' long after the research is in

I will still say 'I love you' long after the research is in

I will still say 'I love you' long after the research is in

I will still say 'I love you' long after the research is in