something we won't talk about
direct hit!
silver tongue was the start
super-clear he'd forgotten
just the sound of his voice made you rotten
you're a noose made flesh
physical embodiment of every nightmare he wept in
dry your leaking eyes out
this is something we won't talk about
dry your leaking eyes out
this is when it's best to pass out
haven't talked since our bender
asking 'do you remember?'
oh no! we were too stoned!
you're a noose made flesh
physical embodiment of every nightmare
physical embodiment of every nightmare
dry your leaking eyes out
this is something we won't talk about
dry your leaking eyes out
this is when it's best to pass out
now you're telling him 'don't make a sound'
he ain't some wretch you found
now he's begging you 'please let me go'
but his ashes are needed to poison the seeds that he's sewn
dry your leaking eyes out
this is something we won't talk about
dry your leaking eyes out
this is when it's best to pass out