And now I know the [bad word] that I need is the one that leads back to you. 
And I know the [bad word] that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. 

And the burning blisters on my feet will calm, 
So hold me as I’m close to flaw. 
Away from the warmth of your arms I stay, 
off the radar and into harm’s way. 

Now I know the [bad word] that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you. 

Yeah, coffee will raise the head again, 
cokes that lead us from the pain. 
Words just sit like empty scribbles, 
such empty caffeinated widows. 

Now I know the [bad word] that I need is the one that leads back to you. 
Now I know the [bad word] that I need, oh is the one that leads back to you.