You come to do at night, yes And there's a place and time You're cold and cut in handles They say it's okay You want to go outside this And little up bullet bites They pay for bringing ending They play, it's all eyes The creeks and cracks I can't handle It's all fine way you know The cracks in the walls of my love I'm thinking it all goes I'm working through the madness And bitter twisting times They're holding hearts to the handles They play, it's all eyes