Sick Bed

I follow you to a deep black lake
I put my foot in your shoe
And I'll sweat it out in the grieving stage
I'll make a meal for you
Swallow the saints while you spike the punch
And obey the master's rules
We kiss his ring while the fat lady sings
A song just for you

Same day, sick bed
Hole in my head

Live like a legend, I buy the curse
Scratching an open wound
Necks cold in the net, making the safest bet
Barking at the full moon

Same day, sick bed
Hole in my head

Give me your darlings, call in the aisle
Burnt by a neon nurse
Pinching our cheeks til the blood vessels break
You know which way is worse