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And sleeping less every night
As the days become heavier and weighted
Waiting in the cold light

A noise, a scream tears my clothes as the figurines tighten
With spiders inside them
And dust on the lips of a vision of Hell
I laughed in the mirror for the first time in a year

A hundred other words blind me with your purity
Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance
I think about you tomorrow, let me sleep
As I slip down the window, freshly squashed fly

You mean nothing
You mean nothing

I can lose myself in Chinese art and American girls
All the time you lose me in the dark, do it right
Run into the night, I will lose myself tomorrow
Crimson pain, my heart explodes

My memory in a fire
And someone will listen for a short while

I can never say no to anyone but you

Too many secrets, too many lies writhing with hatred
Too many secrets, please, make it good tonight
But the same image haunts me in sequence, despair of time
I will never be clean again, touched her eyes

Pressed my stained face
I will never be clean again
I will never be clean again
I will never be clean again

And sleeping less every night
As the days become heavier and weighted