Here I am
Putty in your hands
The rain [bad word] down
And I [bad word] down

Feel so small
Back against the wall
And I think of her
I feel like furniture

And her echo is slowly fading
From my brain
Like a stranger's face seen
From a passing train

Out of time
There ain't no perfect crime
And nobody to sing your lullaby

Feel so bad
Worst night I ever had
I walk the bridge of sighs
The tombs avert their eyes

All alone
Sinew on a bone
I watch the cars go by
Sounds like a lullaby

When I nail my broken spirit
To the ground
I can see her picture
Floating upside down

Out of time
There ain't no perfect crime
And nobody to sing your lullaby

I am a liar
I set it all on fire
And nobody will sing my lullaby