It's 3pm and i can't breathe Woke up with skin between my teeth I don't know Torn clothes jigsaw across the drawers Like bones from times when i was yours I don't know Turn off all the lights to see my old halo Oh, those rays were bright but now so far gone Sure, my face might frighten you, it's ok though That's what my love is like without makeup on Spilt cups roll into a toast To bedsores, shame, and bloody throats? I don't know One more short day spent thrashing in Heaven's bedpan, will i swim? I don't know I'm such a rare special exception Cause my bald wound has useful lessons (Ha) Oh, i hardly think of you