Hold me down   Cause I'm about to fall by the seat of my pants   I can see the road through the crows   Picking all the flesh off the palms of hands   You could be the queen of my dreams   If you pull the leaves from the teeth of my rake   Would you just hold me down   Cause I'm about to makeshift another mistake      And I need a foolproof plan to clean up   All this mess I've made   But I'm running out of steam   It's not your love I want   But your breath is all I need   To tie this up      Sew me shut   Cause I've got a gash on the side of my lip   I'll look like a king on his knees   At the wrong end of the governor's whip      And I need a foolproof plan to clean up   All this mess I've made   But I'm running out of steam   It's not your love I want   But your breath is all I need   If we can work this out   Then I'm leaving here alive   To tie this up      Take my pulse   There's a slight knot and a swell in my glands   I can feel the cold in my throat   Working in ways not to disrupt my plans   And I need a foolproof plan to clean up   All this blood I've spilled   It's you I've killed      This mess I've made   But I'm running out of steam   It's not your love I want   But your breath is all I need   If we can work this out   Then I'm leaving here alive   I've got no hands and feet   And the colors from your eyes   Could tie this up   To tie this up