I'm just a bag of bones sewn with ruby thread
A perpetual emotion machine
An ever-changing labyrinth
A love and attention fiend.

In your hands I'm a canvas doll
Diamonds dripping down my cheeks
A threat whispered, a promise hissed
A heart refusing to beat

You may see me but you'll never know
A bag of bones against the garden wall
It's the broken hand, my darling
we learn to lean on after all.