I can’t decide, if I should let you leave Words in my throat, the kind that you choke to read December lies, the coldest you’ll get for free Why do you hide, you know I wont stop to breathe
I'll only hunt while you sleep I'll only cut you if it’s deep Only because it hurts
Great rows of trees, bowing so gracefully Take back your home and hide it between the sheets
I'll only hunt while you sleep I'll only cut you if it’s deep Tell me does it hurt, you?
While you try to look For the ghost that can’t be found I'll wait until dawn peaks through And be dust upon the clouds