I'd like to [bad word] 
What others so discreetly
Talk about when they leave me
Not that I notice when they're gone
It's eerie and so scary
I don't know who to marry
Your sister came to bait me
But I love it when you blink your eyes
I've showed me once to often.
You'd never know how often
I've pictured you in coffins
My baby in a coffin
But I love it when you blink your eyes
Oh I, I want to know my body
I want this out not in me
I want no other leakage
I want to know no secrets showed
I leave, oh I leave, now I leave care
Free of distortions, free of distortions, free of distortions.