WELL, MAYBE I COULD HOLD YOU IN THE DARK YOU WON'T EVEN NOTICE ME DEPART SECONDHAND THREAD IN A SECOND HAND BED WITH A SECOND MAN'S HEAD LEAVING THROUGH THE DOOR WITHOUT A WORD YOU WON'T EVEN NOTICE, LITTLE BIRD BETTER OFF DEAD, SO I RECKON I'M HEADED TO HELL INSTEAD

I'M ONLY WHATEVER YOU MAKE ME AND YOU MAKE ME MORE AND MORE A VILLAIN EVERY DAY BUT YOU DON'T KNOW, YOU REAP, YOU SOW WHATEVER YOU GIVE TO ME, FROM YOURSELF YOU TAKE WELL, IF YOU'RE A HATER, THEN HATE THE CREATOR IT'S IN YOUR IMAGE I'M MADE

THERE IS A LIGHTHOUSE IN THЕ MIDDLE OF THE DEEP END I'M STILL STRANDЕD ON THE SHORELINE THERE AND NOBODY HEARS ME SCREAM AND I'LL LURE YOU LIKE A LANDSLIDE AND I'LL SHOW YOU LOVELY THINGS IF YOU RESCUE ME, BUT THEY'LL MAKE-BELIEVE THE LIGHTHOUSE BY THE SEA

No sweet dream but I'm a hell of a night That I'm no sweet dream, but I'm a hell of a night No, I won't smile, but I'll show you my teeth And I'ma let you speak if you just let me breathe I've been polite, but won't be caught dead Letting a man tell me what I should do in my bed

I think we could live forever In each other's faces 'cause I'll Always see my youth in you And if we don't live forever Maybe one day, we'll trade places Darling, you will bury me Before I bury you Before I bury you