Butchers Row

I wake up with the thoughts that put me to bed Your face so immediate and fresh I stay up so late with you I feel my body start to disintegrate, Feel my knee caps shake back and forth, Creaking like the old floor boards And that gutting feeling aches When you're cracking up my spine Wish this body wasn't mine, Wish this body wasn't mine I hear you whisper to yourself Things I wish I would've known You make me feel like I've not yet Touched the Devil But I've found the things that could corrupt my soul I stay up so late with you I feel my body start to disintegrate, Feel my knee caps shake back and forth, Creaking like the old floor boards And that gutting feeling aches When you're cracking up my spine Wish this body wasn't mine, Wish this body wasn't mine Wish this body wasn't mine I might go outside by myself Walk the city streets, smell the dirt and the blood I feel like you should not have to wait up on me But I'm lost here on Butcher's Row And I've got no one to call with this dead phone Guess I'll just catch a cold Guess I'll just die alone I stay up so late with you I feel my body start to disintegrate, Feel my knee caps shake back and forth, Creaking like the old floor boards And that gutting feeling aches When you're cracking up my spine Wish this body wasn't mine