Stuff myself into your reason   I lie real close and cling   I'd get small I'd even crawl   For the madness you would bring      Find comfort in your tangled words   I'd be sharper than your grief   I'd gather up into the dust of all your fears   And live in the corners of what you believe      I'd conjure up a second heart   To house your sweet pain   I'd love you so hard other folks   Won't have to strain to hear   I'd become your shadow   And haunt for just a taste of your want      This sickness is a mutant bliss   It's a slow steady shrinking into thinking   I'd evaporate without your hate   To remind me I'm still here      I'd conjure up a second heart   To house your sweet pain   I'd love you so hard other folks   Won't have to strain to hear      I'd become your shadow   And haunt for just a taste of your want      More than any other could   I would love you