I wrote you a note on the back of a postcard
Jotted your address down, but it never found the box
All we ever did was shatter our courage
If I could take it all back, you know I would
You know I would
I hope you're tucked in tight
And that he sang you off to sleep
And the drugs will ease your tired mind
And send you off into your dreams
So get to crying because it suits you so well
You've got a knack for lying, oh what stories you would tell
So intricate, so desperate, you're lying through your teeth
The words you spill they used to drink the blood you stole from me
I could write for forty days of how you've littered up my dreams
Strewn out gore of pleasant things, oh, what joy destruction brings
And I'll watch the snowflakes fall out the corners of your eyes
And the frost bite will find your appendages as I sift through guilt and lies
How could you possibly believe that I could trust a single word you speak
If the weight was just too much is it really me who's being week
My hands keep the rope from around my throat but I can't keep it off my mind
Just useless words and wasted time
We've beat this bloody horse to pulp
I hope you're tucked in tight
And that he sang you off to sleep
And the drugs will ease your tired mind
And send you off into your dreams
So get to crying because it suits you so well
You've got a knack for lying, oh what stories you would tell
So intricate, so desperate, you're lying through your teeth
The words you spill they used to drink the blood you stole from me
So go buy yourself some roses and a table for two
Make up all your excuses for why I'm finished with you
And your house will meet my matchbox as the gasoline extends
To your door up from the front porch where the arsony begins