33 & golden

I was born an open wound that only suicide could sow up But I refuse that healing thread, I wanted God to look at us And she whispers you sweet nothings, you hope it's true enough To keep you here 'til you give yourself up So I'm done with this body, I'm done with this skin 'Til I'm rid of my bones, and I'm left with a grin If you swallow evil and just let it swim Sometimes a hospital bed just can't teach you a thing Just can't teach you a thing But, oh, I can't see life as inherent good, as easy as it sounds I would if I could And we can't sit tight the way we should We're tied and we're bound Comically misunderstood So I'm done with this body, I'm done with this skin 'Til I'm rid of my bones, and I'm left with a grin So if you swallow evil and just let it swim Sometimes a hospital bed just can't teach you a thing These ropes serve to keep us apart And all this pain has no lesson at its heart But it just keeps going, it just keeps growing Won't stop Because it just keeps tugging, it won't stop tearing us up 'Cause I'm done with this body, I'm done with this skin 'Til I'm rid of my bones, and I'm left with a grin If you swallow evil and just let it swim Sometimes a hospital bed just can't teach you a thing Teach you a thing