You were dead
By the time that I had found you
Your blood was spilled
On the couch where we had first kissed
So I carried you West
To the sea, so I could wash you

Your body felt just like a backpack

And I don’t know what they did to your face
And I don’t like it

You live large
Till the day they finally caught you
They cut out your tongue so you would not scream
When you came to
And you [bad word] blood
And then they chained you up when you turned blue

Your body felt just like a t-shirt

And I wanna build a tower
To all the nicer things you could have been
But I don’t like it

You were dead
By the time that I had found you