I have a hole where my sternum should have been
And I tug and I pull upon my smoother skin
Things happen inside us
A surgeon?s hand can heal
You have found me out
But I?m to your liking
Perfect imperfect with fingers tentative
I have no need to reject ?cause now I need to mend
Oh, surgery what?s wrong and with you I can go on
It?s right between my legs
I need you to say go
Once upon a time I took my first trip
You stand over me injecting the seeds of sleep
A pain between my legs
This fleeting nameless ache
Counting backwards down from ten
You know I never had a chance
To ever fall in love
I?ve never held a girl
I?ve never been above these childish foggy thoughts
Oh, surgery I?m yours to make with me a man
Oh, surgery what?s wrong I hope you understand
All manner of evil
All men are of evil
All manner of evil
Completely knock me out
And take the demon out
And cut from within my soul
This angry little hole
Oh, surgery I?m yours to make with me a man
Of, surgery what cost I hope you?ll lend a hand