Missing Limbs

Just let me know If nowadays the outer rounds of heaven don't Keep up on the charm offensive anymore Failing to remind you what you're living for And I'd give anything To borrow your indifference, I'd drink you in To temper your belief in all my promises To swallow my desire and choke on it 'Cause it still makes my blood run cold To remember what they did before The stories that you never told to me Oh, but worry not The blessings rain on battles in the heaven's arms And my polite defences won't last for long The eager apprehension is wearing off I'd give anything To balance your conviction with certainty To fall asleep without you lying next to me To sever my connection with everything 'Cause it still makes my blood run cold To remember what I did before The stories that you never told to me And it still makes my blood run thin To remember what you are to him And I'll live like I've got missing limbs for you