Silence is silver I don’t want any tea with my sugar I am at one with apples Christmas eve Just hanging at the gallows Another flawless execution To remedy the peeling sutures Here, it's a flat scene. Christmas lights twinkle Sparkling within the reflection of the tv screen Evergreen, oh, evergreen. Your plastic limbs hardly deserve any given esteem Because you’re an imposter One of the biggest fakes That I have ever seen. Our relationship is prehistoric Like an old woman sitting at a beauty parlor But my sheets are still warm Sleep lost like a dead king And now i'm miserable, dear Since there's nowhere to run Because I just got here. So if you do love me Show, don't tell. And I’ll do my best to quiet The prison riot Going on inside your wishing well We’re two of a kind a sheep and spider Sharing a sleeping bag