This is noise. This is curse. This is talk. This is red. This is pale. This is ache. This is last. This is slow. This is shock. This is thrown. This is fire. This is break. This is snow. This is witch. This is spell. This is cut. This is final. This is fine. This is moon. This is tide. This is hell. This is hers. This is theirs. This is mine

Curses. Curses

Feels like storms, feels like thunder, feels like storms, feels like I'm going under

Here comes the slow going, here comes the pain

I fade out like a ghost, and run out like the rain

All you know of heroines is what you read - sometimes we burn, sometimes we bleed

All you know of heroins is what you read. Burn. Bleed

There's a red, red howling down my dark hall

I was everything you wanted, now I'm nothing at all

There's a red, red howling down my dark hall

I was everything you wanted, now I'm nothing at all

All you know of heroines is what you read - sometimes we burn, sometimes we bleed

All you know of heroins is what you read. Burn. Bleed

Nail my knees together, this time it's not about you

You have no power here, you don't know what I need

I'm giving in, I'll get there in a box

Turn away, now let your legends bleed

There's a red, red howling down my dark hall

I was everything you wanted, now I'm nothing at all

Drag a slow line down my leg to my mouth from my thigh

Show it to the police and the priests you can you say that you tried

There's a red, red howling down my dark hall

I was everything you wanted, now I'm nothing at all

There's a red, red howling down my dark hall

I was everything you wanted, now I'm nothing at all

I'm half alive, barely worth keeping

I rule the bed, soon I'll wake up sleeping

Feels like storms, feels like thunder, feels like storms, feels like I'm going under

Here comes the slow going, here comes the pain

I fade out like a ghost, and run out like the rain

This time it's different, this time it's close

This time it's between the spine and the skin

All you know of heroines is what you read - sometimes we burn, sometimes we bleed

All you know of heroins is what you read. Burn. Bleed