One more day becomes a minute, gone forever just admit it Sucking long and hard on nothing Tell expiring flesh you love it
Book of sorrows speaks your fear: there is no leaving here One more day and you'll start over Piss on calendars, take another
And absence makes the heart die And absence makes the heart die And you crawl away to fade And you crawl away to fade
Jesus wept but you've cried blood in corners that reek of being alone Flagellation spells your name No two skin marks are the same
And absence makes the heart die And absence makes the heart die And you crawl away to fade And you crawl away to fade
Tá an ceart agat: b'fhearr duit fanacht uaimse Tá me i mo shuí ar an talamh agus tá mo ghuth ag dul i léig Tá mé ag dul as ó dhubh go dubh mar níl mé abalta áthas a chuir ar aon duine Agus tá an poll seo i mo bhrollach ag dul i ndonas Fiú le mo chroí faoi chomhair Fanacht uaimse!
(You are right: you're better off staying away from me I'm sat on the ground and my voice is weakening I'm fading away from dawn till dusk because I can't make anyone happy And this hole in my chest is getting worse Even my heart intended for it Stay away from me!