Spending all my money as the petty cash of youth runs out
Burying my body but the dogs keep digging
Lay around Lazarus, roll the stone that I might feel
Just enough for both of us to let me rise through the eye of the needle
If you have something left, don't be holding out
If you have something for me, don't be holding out
'Cause I'll be dancing on the razor's edge just to feel it's power
To be heathen in the gasoline for cheap heat of an hour
I'll be spinning like the girl in glass slippers at the last supper
There's no need to check the weather as my winter's never over
If you have something for me, don't be holding out
Pass it to me honey as my sweetness and my lights dim down
Numbing out the nightmare but I just keep grinning
Play it down, Magdalena, no one knows that you've come undone
Looking down the mirror at the demon that I have become
If you have something left, don't be holding out
And if I have something left, I'm sure I haven't found it
But I'll be dancing on the razor's edge when l feel it's power
To be heaving in the gasoline for cheap heat of an hour
I'll be spinning like the girl in glass slippers at the last supper
There's no need to check the weather as my winter never ends
I'll be dancing on the razor's edge then
I'll be spinning like the girl in glass then
If I had something left, I still haven't found it, and I
If I have something left, I might never find it out
