And I am dead to the world
Dead to your voice
And dead to your hands
Especially your hands
Because they've always known better than the head behind them
And I am dead to the garden out back
Dead to the bed we shared
And dead to our tiny dreams
We've both made new ones by now
And I am dead to you
And it is not because you have chosen someone else to get your fix
I am dead to you because I want to be
I do not want to live on in your memories
Get me out of that place
Get me away from those claws you call your feelings
Get me away from the razor sharp teeth of your hindsight
I am dead to all of it
Dead
Let me burry myself in peace
I am dead to the world
Because I am dead to you