I want to gather up
My tangled ****** nerves,
Scoop them to their bony box
And wander somewhere far and wait

Wait for it to be over
Wait for my good looks to fade
I want to carry this monster away from you,
And seal away this pain.

I want to find a cave.

Where sputtering lips can sing a broken song, that maybe once could be. (You)
Where the idea is the thing that matters, and art need not be polished. (All)
Where paranoia and jealousy thud softly on rock and shadow (you)
Where the memory of your betrayal cannot find ears, and so I don't seek them
Like a bee seeks out nectar (all)