I'm at the end of my rope
I'm at the end of my rope
Stripped down and swallowed whole
Dividing skin from bone
A living soul as heavy as stone
Run thick the blood of an innocent host
I'm at the end of my rope
I took the hand of a ghost
And she led me to an image of a humbled self
And she danced around my grave
(When she's gone I'm gone)
And I danced around my grave
(When I'm gone she's gone)
And we danced around my grave
(When we're gone we're gone)
On borrowed time
I can finally rest