I’m still stitching up the stabs you left, weaving in and out slowly
I grow accustomed to the piercing flesh, and find evil in the holy
And still, I see the line between the stars, your scars, and mine
And as this coarse thread pulls, I feel the veins of the frozen

Stay [bad word]  It’s the only defense we have left

bad decision leaves me open and I’m left here shuttered for days
If I could replay the words we said, I’d see you all amazed
And still it’s not enough – save yourself and demonize us
And as your curtain draws, they see the tears of the fallen

Stay [bad word]  It’s the only defense we have left

I’m not taking the fall for a spineless puppet.
You play quiet, and I won’t fight it

Stay [bad word]  It’s the only defense we have left