Go! 

The [bad word] of my heart 
is like a repressed tale 

censored and silenced story 
Repression or restraint 
It is a delicate balance 
Between bleeding out what 
will make me drown 
And closing in what I cannot afford to spill 
Either way, I must cauterize, cauterize the open wound 
 [bad word]  
I'm caught between the feeling 
Of being pulled apart 
or stuffed into a cell (2x) 

And if these are the only options 
This will be always be [bad word] 
Never ending 
Though I still may be breathing 
There is no quality of life 
So I choose to risk it all for you 
For you to be by my side 
 [bad word]  
I'm caught between the feeling 
Of being pulled apart 
or stuffed into a cell (2x) 

crowd is easy to deceive 
But now I am a patient on the table 
I'll give you the knife 
Cut away as you see fit 
Just promise me the patience 
To wait for me to heal 
 [bad word]  
I'm caught between the feeling 
Of being pulled apart 
or stuffed into a cell (3x)