This beating heart is yours to break. I'm lying on your altar Take your sacrifcial knife and cut. This lamb was born to slaughter still I stare at you with big brown sheepy eyes. I'd like to blow a kiss goodbye. Can you help me? But you pulled away... So I kicked away my chains and threw a line out to the crowd shouting "Pull me in, please take me in..." I'll try to understand. I'll keep my questions in a can and my hands inside my pocket - if you like you can lock it. I won't look you in the eye - will you help me? But they pulled away... And now I'm floating in a box without a window so I try leaning on the wall but it crumbles. So I stumble to the floor but it liquifies, transforms itself into nothing. I want nothing. Is that so very much to ask? But she pulls away....