you couldn't have took it any harder
you couldn't have put it anymore sweet
but every bone of yours for picking
is every bone they picked of meat
now you're loaded
lonely and on her mind
now you're loaded
bloated
but it's only 'til next time
when every cut on the wall becomes a curse
cut yourself real deep before they get in first
take each good word like a crucifix
you gave up the date for a mouth of dirt
now you're loaded
lonely and on her mind
now you're loaded
bloated
but it's only 'til next time
you scare me blind
can't help but take each day as another call
to arms in the hero victim's cause
and every bone you left out for picking
is gonna stick in the throat of everyone that you never called
it's only
loaded on her mind
it's only
loaded but it's only 'til next time
you scare me blind