That's not a way.

Looking in your crystal eyes,
I see the weight imbued by darkness.

You are such a fragile thing.
You have nothing to complain about.

Between your skeleton and skin there's muscle
Between your ears there's a whole lotta nothing.

In your belly is a baby,
And in your hand there are red roses.

So kiss, kiss my skin
And therein find an end
We'll straddle every paradox
And keep it warm, warm, warm.

Kiss, kiss my skin
It's better than the infinite
And it's never gonna hurt you, babe
We'll find another way

So shoot your guns into the sky.