Can I come to grips? Can I put my best foot forward?
Is this purgatory for my sins? Let me in
These memories still drowning through my head, undead
Reason says this illness is sure to spread, sure to spread
I've been digging around, trying to get myself down to the bottom of me
Holding shame in my mouth, trying to make myself proud, but I just couldn't be
She wanted to save me. I said, "Baby, who's gonna save you from me?"
She wanted to save me. I said, "No, baby, no."
Baby, there's these memories still shambling through my head, undead
Reason says this illness is sure to spread, sure to spread
I've been digging around, trying to get myself down to the bottom of me.
Holding shame in my mouth, trying to make myself proud, but I just couldn't be
And I've been losing my mind, without the space, or the time, or the body I need
So if you show me your heart and I rip it apart, what kind of man must I be?