My fatal mistake was
I wanted to be you
I wanted to breath you deeply in

I got lost in your beauty
In your eloquent body
In all of those tunes you spun me

I breathe like I'm dying
My lily is flying
And bleeding salt from her eyes
She goes where she's carried
Her anger is married
To her joy and her lies

 [bad word] 
I'm falling into the middle of the hole
In that record you made me
I'm using the words to carve the glass walls
of this box they locked me in

My only mistake was
I wanted to feel you
Not with my hands but with my soul
You got lost in my beauty
In my eloquent body
In all of the stories that I told

 [bad word] 

Don't look at me I might die.
My fatal mistake was, I wanted to be you, I wanted to breath you deeply.