[Verse 1]
Made of clay, shoot me down
I'll ricochet to the ground
Words of paint, draw me out
And fill me in with your mouth
And hold your tongue
And I know it's over before it's begun
I lost my way, so help me out
And lend your hand 'til I am found
My voice is mute, not to be heard
So it's up to you for you to bring those words
[Hook]
I
And I
Have come undone
For the last time
[Verse 2]
This grief you give, it takes its toll
It dries my heart and drowns my soul
I am a tree, whose branch you broke
The brittle wood has turned stones, oh
[Hook x2]
I
And I
Have come undone
For the last time
For the last time
For the last time