Hold the hands that you lose
When are you gonna cut off your loss?
And we've replaced your disease
And better when you were in the ground
Now that you're out on your own
It is perfect now that you are gone
And you're something new before you knew
When you were few
Renewed
Time to clean the slate
Starting with your voice in the mail
Sold you now out of loss
Better than you were in the ground
Now that you're out
Of our sight
We have rented out
The clothes you wore and your room
To a better you that you'd approve
If he was you
New and improved
