You wear guilt 
Like shackles on your feet 
Like a halo in reverse 
I can feel 
The [bad word] in your seat 
And in your head it's worse 
There's a pain 
famine in your heart 
An aching to be free 
Can't you see 
All love's luxuries 
Are here for you and me 

And when our worlds they fall apart 
When the [bad word] tumbling in 
Though we may deserve it 
It will be worth it 

Bring your chains 
Your lips of tragedy 
And fall into my arms 

And when our worlds they fall apart 
When the [bad word] tumbling in 
Though we may deserve it 
It will be worth it