I've boarded up the windows
To keep the morning from [bad word] 
I've left it on the doorknob
Could you please just not disturb
On days like this we find it so hard to push ourselves up and out of bed
When nothing falls in favor of

I have so many things
I would like to explain to you
But I don't know just how to [bad word] 

I can't take this body shaking
Dress and we'll begin
Nights can be so violent
When beds [bad word] vacant

I've blown it once again
This would have been the last offense and
You should have been here months ago
With open arms and honest face
Addres full doubt you've ever felt [bad word]  well I'm choking on it now
And it's the hardest thing for me to shake

I have so many things
I would like to explain to you
But I don't know just how to [bad word] 

I can't take this body shaking
Dress and we'll begin
Nights can be so violent
When beds [bad word] vacant

Is it because of this
Vacancy that you swear
never to, to believe?

Honestly honest me
With a look that's so deceiving
I'll bite, chew, swallow, and
Digest the hands that feed me
With a bayonet for a tongue
Swallow swords inadvertently
And to the organ flame I'll maintain a close adjacency

I have so many things
I would like to explain to you
Farewell to all the days you were
Within my reach

And as of right now everything is making perfect sense
As of right now everything is making perfect sense

I can't take this body shaking
Dress and we'll begin
Nights can be so violent
When beds [bad word] vacant