Puffy black pillow In my shaky hands dripping...
Puffy black pillow in my shaky hands...

If I was wounded would you care for me
If I held the razor to my wrist would you take it...

Dont remember who wrote what part, written a while...

Where were you when he pulled me down
Where were you when he pushed me around...

One two,
He's got it out for you...

So badly I want to cut
Open my sweet vien...

Angels upon puffy pillows of cotton candy gliding...
Illuminated with fluorescent warmth...

The taste of vomit
Within my mouth...

Heres a poem to you my love
How strange your beauty ive never met...

Among these busy streets I no longer feel lonely
I'm just another busy body...

My body is not mine
My body is yours...

Im so scared
Regardless what others say...