You give us bread, you keep us warm

What I do for you in turn

I leave you with this memory stained

Between the sheets, under the rain

Your face is pale, your lips are red

Your eyes are dark, you might be dead

But I will hold you even then

Until you breathe and I am fed



Jodi, my dear, I'm sorry but I must disappear

I leave you with a song and a tear

Just please don't wash away

This is my crutch, you had me at the face and the touch

But I can only give you so much

Before it goes away

You could be my end

You could be my end



We can do this on our own



But you're still telling me

What I want, what I need

'til I can't even be

Here on my own



And in the dark and on the floor

The bottle caps, well they just pour

And you can tell I want you more

Beyond the few, beyond the storm

But this won't stay, yeah I confess

That I am not what you have guessed

I'm just a whore and nothing less

And I won't stop until I rest



Roll into town with thunder on our backs, heads are proud

We wander through your gates and your crowd

To ponder what we'll take

And though you are far, I keep you in a place in my heart

And never let the beast tear apart

What happened there in May

You could be my end

You could be my end



We can do this on our own



But you're still telling me

What I want, what I need

'til I can't even be

Here on my own