You bury me Beneath a mountain of bones Your skeletons, tired of closets Ripping the doors open Longing to be free
And here I sit Sipping silently My blood and rage boiled over In my heart, heavy with such woe I will never be what you want I will never be her, though
Crimson. Ivory. Charcoal.
Let me rip her apart for you Let me tear her apart, my love You want to know her every angle Let me splinter her bones May I?
Crimson. Ivory. Charcoal.
Let me cry to you of my failures Let me sing to you of my hopes You want me to know I'm not alone Let me shred myself at the core May I?