Home is a consequence, made of all you think you want to know   Life has not offeder me anywhere that I'd call home      Pre-chorus:   Did you want me to taste you? can you touch me?    Did you want me to touch you? can you feel me?    Did you want me to fuck you? can you heal me?    You can't heal me - you can't know me      Chorus:   Sinking deep, much too deep, digging deeper than I ever cared to be   I don't think, I don't need, but I care about it   What's the point in doing it, anyway?       You are a sacrifice, forced to not accept yourself   I can not offer you anything that you'd hold true   Truths often tell a lie; lies that I think you should know   Not that I realize. just a simple fuck around.      Pre-chorus      What's the point in doing it, anyway? (2x)      Chorus      I am a consequence   Made of all you think you want to know   Life has not offed me   Anywhere that you'd call home      Pre-chorus      What's the point in doing it, anyway? (2x)      Chorus