<<Did you really think that you could fix me?
Well, sell your bones for another roll
Well sharpen your teeth
Tell yourself that it's just business

Wolves come out of the woodwork, leeches come out of the dirt, rats come out of the holes they call home
and I fall apart
and the snakes start to sing

Don't say I'm better off dead.
Cause heaven's full and hell won't have me
won't you make some room in your bed?>>