Found you in a hole, it was enough Needed you to work on my wounds Offered up the back of your hand Suitable enough I've been pretty low So I fall back into your arms once more Give to me your flesh; you keep the rest We'll try this one again I don't ever think what I want could be considered love But it is what I want anyway Beauty in the dark, fragile heart, see the end from the start I don't ever think what you need could be considered me Still you drop everything anyway Now it's how it was when I was lost In a sea of skin that talks Louder than the bones that it coats Strong enough to overthrow growth How do you access a burly mess Coined as a result of your head? Turn and face the hurt you harbor Wish yourself the best Damn all those tricks of yours; make me feel so small I've got some, lots of them. I'm waiting for my turn to turn