Made the walk home
Called your phone
I'm trying again
Stayed for a drink
But you tug on my sleeve
When you're ready to go
Left to rule over your empty garden
Cut right through your bark and drain your oxygen
The words flee your throat
And it's getting so cold
Shows the blue in your scars
Lay me on the stone
Sever meat from bone
I'll play my part
Pull my shoulder as you tear me limb from limb
Digging body parts out from under my skin
Ain't it dark today?
Ain't it dark today?
Ain't it dark toda
Left to rule over your empty garden
Cut right through your bark and drain your oxygen
Ain't it dark today?
Ain't it dark today?
Ain't it dark toda-