I'm not calling you a liar, Just don't lie to me. I'm not calling you a thief, Just don't steal from me, I'm not calling you a ghost, Just stop haunting me, And I love you so much, I'm gonna let you, Kill me.
Cause she's just like the weather, can't hold her together Born from dark water, daughter of the rain and snow Cause it's burning through the bloodline it's coming down the family tree.
She wants the silence but fears the solitude She wants to be alone and together with you So she ran to the lighthouse, hoped that it would help her see She's sober at the lighthouse and then washed out to sea.
Make up your mind Let me leave or let me love you While you've been saving your neck I've been breaking mine for you The power is on, the guillotine hums My back's to the wall, go on, let it fall Make up your mind Before I make it up for you.
My boy builds coffins with hammers and nails He doesn't build ships, he has no use for sails He doesn't make tables, dresses or chairs He can't carve a whistle cause he just doesn't care
My boy builds coffins and I think it's a shame That when each ones been made, he can't see it again He crafts every one with love and with care Then it's thrown in the ground and it just isn't fair.
My boy builds coffins he makes them all day But it's not just for work and it isn't for play He's made one for himself One for me too One of these days he'll make one for you.
Tell me what you want me to say Would you leave me, If I told you what I've done? And would you need me, If I told you what I've become? Cause it's so easy, To say it to a crowd But it's so hard, my love, To say it to you, all alone.
No light, no light in your bright blue eyes I never knew daylight Could be so violent A revelation in the light of day, You can't choose what stays and what fades away And I'd do anything to make you stay.
Oh Patricia, you've always been my North Star And I have to tell you something I'm still afraid of the dark But you take my hand in your hand From you the flowers grow And do you understand with every seed you sow You make this cold world beautiful?