It's cold, it's raining   And Conneticut's hating me   The snowflakes on gallows   In the fall sincerity      Yeah, yeah, yeah...      If I break you now I'll break the fall   We had the world and lost it all   You lay me down   You lay me down      Lay me down on thorns and nails   Splintering the bones   You lay me down on thorns and nails   Of the last to pass in his bed -his bed      Why's it feel so right to cry   Help me, I died last night   Help me, I died last night   End this now      Again   Leave me alone   I'm sorry, I'm sorry   Sorry      Lay me down   On poison nails   Lay me down   In this bed      It's warm, he's floating (floating)   And the angels wings now carry him   The radio flyer sends him   But the mother now buries him      Lay me down on thorns and nails   Splintering the bones   You lay me down on thorns and nails   Of the last to pass in his bed -his bed      (This spectacle of values results in her son crying)      I'll open this bottle of wine   I'll open this bottle of wine   I'll open this bottle of wine   I'll open this bottle of wine      Yeah...