They say, [bad word] understanding [bad word] when you're alone.
Well here you'll find me standing
Lacerated to the bone.

I'm lacerated to the bone.
I never learn from my mistakes.

I should have kept my distance,
Should have left well enough alone,
Now I watch you feed me
The last remnants of my soul.

I'm lacerated to the bone.
I never learn from my mistakes.

From your mouth I
Watch your words escape,
From the ground I
Watch you walk away.

I'm lacerated to the bone.
I crawl across this concrete floor.
I hear me say, I should have known.
I've seen this happen all before.
I'm breathing in this vacant hole
Where no [bad word] and no one knows.

I should have seen the weeping walls
closed my ears to desperate thoughts
And now I'm breathing in the cold,
Hushed in a corner far from hope.
[bad word] man with hopeless fears.
I should have known to leave this place,
This bitter air this vacant space.
I should have left without a trace.

I should [bad word] when you touched me,
perfect touch laced with defeat.
single touch to make me weak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.

I never learned from my mistakes.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
I never learned from my mistakes.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
I should have [bad word] known.

You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.
You're listening to a dead man speak.