And you never come home anymore, like you were supposed to   Every cell in your bones is the same as your heart      Everyday, there is danger and stress   An incongruous mess that you’re living in   You’ve turned into it   It’s swimming through you veins from your heart to your brain   You’ve turned into it      It’s the world’s worst birthday gift      A fifties film shows the evil man’s face   As he claws and he scrapes at your memories   There’s no memory   And the film is so old that the projector is ripping your history      It’s the world’s worst birthday gift      But you never come home anymore, like you were supposed to   Every cell in your bones is the same as your heart   It’s the world’s worst birthday gift you know that you’ll never have use for it   But it’s smaller that our eyes can see, just like the stars      Hey, that’s where it ends   
Oh how much will it take   I will sit in the stirrups, my legs clenched so tight that they ache   Were you begging for clothes on your knees by fiery swords at the gates   Even in eden the evil snuck in with the snake      That’s where it ends      A broken cheek you received ‘cause you fell from your personal hell in your birthday suit   And it’s kill you like a straw that could crack the proverbial back, and it fell on you      It’s the world’s worst birthday gift      But you never come home anymore, like you were supposed to   Every cell in your bones is the same as your heart   It’s the world’s worst birthday gift you know that you’ll never get used to it   But it’s smaller that our eyes can see, just like the stars