[Verse]

Her silhouette is bleaker than a cigarette

On a Tuesday morn' when I feel humanity slip

From broken hands down to her hips

Realizing lethargy in both her eyes

And as the sun emancipates the dawn

Her tan lines cackle with the power of the allegory

For a man he's deeper than the Sundarbans

And the wistful way that he could hold her stare

Leaves heartache hanging in the swollen air

And as they fall apart in separate beds

He carves forever in the cheap wooden bedstead

[Bridge]

Realize bitterness in both her eyes

And the way his words could strip the walls she's climbing

[Chorus]

Oh, I'm at the end, oh no, oh

I worry about the way she lay

Oh, I'm at the end, oh no, oh

I worry, worry, worry, worry

(x3)

[Bridge]

He holds her down

Everything is anguish now

With the shallowness of every breath

He waits until she is bereft

Realize nothing now in both her eyes

And the way his words have stripped

The walls she's climbing

[Chorus]

Oh, I'm at the end, oh no, oh

I worry about the way she lay

Oh, I'm at the end, oh no, oh

I worry, worry, worry, worry

(x4)