Made no secret of sin I found you in a crowded room Without having to listen I even saw it The wound that eats at you Whether or not you pay attention
Feed you, see you Just for what you are Look down, around Think I'm in too far
I've really done it this time I had too much All I had to give you Was not enough
You got what you wanted Someone to butcher you That's real love, you always said it And I'm the one who's haunted After the field dressing I'm still finding quarters in my pockets
Fed you, saw you Just for what you were Head down, gone, drowned Consequences hurt
I've really done it this time I've had too much All I had to give you Was not enough All I had to give you Was not enough
