[bother my bones like no one's home 
take out a mortgage on letters i cannot seem to arrange in a correct way 
i hate to think about how i like to think that i'm just sleepy 
i'm tired of every moment feeling like a waking dream 
because i [bad word] to grips with anything 
i'm in a self induced [bad word] [bad word] 
but [bad word] lucid of what you're whispering into my ear in hopes of releasing me from this hospital bed 
pull the plug 
i don't want to wake up 
pull the plug] 

[i want to bury your bones 
seventeen thousand feet under the earth 
no one will find you 
no one will find your bones 
everyone will forget your name 
i've already forgotten your face