I'm built to bleed, plan my ruin guiltlessly
A broken tool inside the shed
Give up the spring, then covet secretly
The breeze and scent stay far away
I'm caught between a beggar's teeth
Buried in the wilted roses and the pregnant weeds
Protest the stars eternally
You can pound away on me until my head's beneath
I'm built to bleed, plan my ruin guiltlessly
Another John who's lost his head
I'm a bent nail, you've got no use for me
A monster for eternity
I'm caught between a beggar's teeth
Buried in the wilted roses and the pregnant weeds
Protest the stars eternally
You can pound away on me until my head's beneath
If you feel like letting go
If you feel like letting go
If you feel like letting go (If you feel like)
If you feel like letting go (If you feel like)
