Time For Tenderness

They awoke late late tied to a forehead bed
Inside a house built out of human flesh
A palace
Desolation
I can't stand to fuck these walls
Desolation
I can't stand to fuck these walls
I can't stand to fuck these walls
Desolation
I can't stand to fuck these walls
Desolation
I can't stand to fuck these walls
Sun shines in my body illuminating
The windows there are ghost flames along the ceiling
Tick tick tick tock
I watch the clock pretend I live here
Tick tick tick tock
I watch the clock pretend I live here
Tick tick tick tock
I watch the clock pretend I live here
Tick tick tick tick
I watch the clock pretend I live here
Tick tick tick tick
Desperation
Said how do I sleep
Oh how do I sleep
When the skin I stroke
Underneath those sheets
Is mannequin plastic
I wonder
When the girl who sleeps beside me is gone
I just wonder
When the faces in the photos stare closer
This stage needs some time
Needs some time
For tenderness
It needs some time