You wear guilt
 Like shackles on your feet
 Like a halo in reverse
 I can feel
 The [bad word] in your seat
 And in your head it's worse

 There's a pain
 famine in your heart
 An aching to be free
 Can't you see
 All love's luxuries
 Are here for you and me

 And when our worlds
 They fall apart
 When the [bad word] tumbling in
 Though we may deserve it
 It will be worth it

 Bring your chains
 Your lips of tragedy
 And fall into my arms

 And when our worlds
 They fall apart
 When the [bad word] tumbling in
 Though we may deserve it
 It will be worth it