This skin full of bones 
Offers me no 
Resistance to your charms, 
And I am on the rocks. 

I have chosen  [bad word] feathers and the devil we know best. 

You sing to me, 
And I, 
I am lost. 

You will find me in 
The darkest corners and 
I will ask you to leave. 
I want nothing here that doesn't need to be. 

I have chosen  [bad word] feathers and the devil we know best. 

You sing to me, 
And I, 
I am lost. 

You sing to me, 
With your arms wide open and 
You sing to me, 
With a bird in your hand. 
You sing to me, 
With your arms wide open and 
You sing to me. 
I will stay here, 
If you want me to. 
I will stay here, 
If you ask me.