take a look at my body
look at my hands
there`s so much here
that I don`t understand

your face saving promises
whispered like prayers
I don`t need them

I`ve been treated so wrong
I`ve been treated so long
as if I`m becoming untouchable

contempt loves the silence
it thrives in the dark
with fine winding tendrils
that strangle the heart

they say that promises
sweeten the blow
but I don`t need them
no, I don`t need them

I`ve been treated so wrong
I`ve been treated so long
as if I`m becoming untouchable

I`m a slow dying flower
frost killing hour
the sweet turning sour
and untouchable

o, I need
the darkness
the sweetness
the sadness
the weakness
I need this

I need
a lullaby
a kiss goodnight
angel sweet
love of my life
o, I need this

Im a slow dying flower
Frost killing hour
The sweet turning sour
and untouchable

Do you remember
the way that you touched me before
All the trembling sweetness
I loved and adored

Your face saving promises
Whispered liked prayers
I dont need them

o, I need
the darkness
the sweetness
the sadness
the weakness
I need this

I need
a lullaby
a kiss goodnight
angel sweet
love of my life
o, I need this

Well is it dark enough
Can you see me
Do you want me
Can you reach me

Oh, Im leaving
Better shut your mouth, and hold your breath
You kiss me now, you catch your death
Oh, I mean this
Oh, I mean this